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Aug 2019
in the morning
in the evening
Sing in the open air
Sing in the rain
not quietly
Sing until you break glass
until you build an audience
Sing your heart out
Sing it fast
Sing it slow
whatever your pace
just let it go
don’t worry about what they’ll say
or how they’ll think
sing until the sun turns pink
until the grasshopper’s dance
and if you’re anything like me –
until you *** your pants
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
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