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One summer night
With my brother
Blowing up balloons and letting them fly
Mom came outside
Time to go inside
Time to take a bath
Time to go to bed
No thanks
She says that I haven’t taken a bath in a few days
She also says I have dirt all over my legs,
Like it’s a bad thing
She asks me if I like being dirty
I respond with a yes
I like the feeling of the cracked dry dirt on my legs
Chipping off with time
I ended up taking a bath
And I felt like I had lost some of myself
I was too clean to be me
I guess, I’ll have to start again tomorrow