Free swinging
To be young and free.
Soaking in the sun. Laughing as the wind blows through your hair. Twirling like a pinwheel. Scrambling across a rope with your bare feet. Getting filthy for the fun of it.
No preconceived notions of the world. Just giggling as you get dizzy from watching the clouds spin in the denim sky.
Remember it? If not go re-live it.
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