Holiday

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Holiday

Emma Lundgren

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We perch at the start, anticipation and nervous tingles vibrate through every bone and burn through our veins.

day after day of tiresome chores. Days pass by like hours, hours like minutes. And suddenly an opening

We jump out, free falling.

Everything is free, boundaries don’t exist, rules are not applicable

The strings that were once tied around us are now cut

It’s holiday

It’s freedom

It’s time

We go our separate paths

Some go further than others

Traveling far and wild

No wires attached

The timer rings a melancholy sound

We return back as a changed humans

And start the cycle all over again.

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