sandy reminiscence

now we lie here on the beach,

watching those little girls,

wishing we were still them.

thinking that maybe we should skip dinner and just have wine instead.

we’re still little girls, though, inside these grown up bodies,

catapulted into a society that tells us we were wrong all those years.

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