Smiling
We spin in circles
We hold hands
The whole world is blurry
Except you, standing

Soaking wet
Completely drenched
With no rubber boots
Running into us
Wanting to spring out of a shell
The wind
And the outdoor smell of your hair
I hit as hard as I can
With my nose

Jumping into puddles
With no boots
Completely drenched
Soaked
With no boots

And I get a nosebleed
But I always stand up

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And I get a nosebleed
But I always stand up

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