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ObjectWriting => Object Writing Word Of The Day => Topic started by: leowriter on January 13, 2019, 12:02:02 AM



Title: Baseball Hat
Post by: leowriter on January 13, 2019, 12:02:02 AM
the dirty edge of the cap, it smells like rotten clothes, dry sweat and the green trash can ... the streets where the students circulate, the rusty fences are ancestral witnesses of books, notebooks, kisses, fights ... I see conglomerate of students meeting at the corner of the clinic, blue chemises stained with blood, the sun punished everyone equally ... the breeze beats the trees without compassion and hundreds of dry leaves moved like groups of fish, layers of liquid and transparent sea under the yacht, I stepped over the white fiber ground, textured, like sandpaper on my feet, when we jumped several fitted skateboards, Gabriel combed his side every time he fell well, he crouched like a frog ... we all crouched on the dry mud, my legs failed me and I woke up lying on the frozen white granite floor, seeing many faces together looking down on me, someone was grabbing my cheeks and wanting me to drink, it was water with sugar, sweet sand scratching my palate ...