springing through the green
tracing the grass with my fingers
prickly and titillating
mmmmmmmmmm
your absurd hair
(for i call it what it is)
up down, up down
and feet that elevate
that extra centimeter with every step
tiny bounds
we must hurry
i'm aware
don't bounce off into a photo
step from the freshness to a screen
i'm still green
don't cut your hair
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