spot is when you come home after your first fight at school. he's scabs and bruises and scraped knees. he's the whistle in a voice due to missing two front teeth. he is fear and respect. he is the smell of the earth after it rains. he is the comfort of warm coffee on a cold morning. he is the steady heartbeat in your chest. he is band-aids and burns. he is freckles and smiles and laughter and tears. he is a muddy hallway. spot is an ocean with an unpredictable tide. he is a ragged cliffside.
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