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Text: Rubber coated throatThrows meInto teenage dreamsOf green,Teaming at theSeams. Lean intoThis,Dream of paperbackScented leaves,Escape into the mindOf someone across the world,Live a lifeYou never hadThrough sensations lostCrossedAnd divided. Drink deeply.Lick the salt rim,Stand on the beach you weren’t born on,Walk the roads you’ve never droveAnd call it home.One day it might be.