
Have you ever had real dirt on your face? I
don't mean dust or mud tossed up by a passing car. I mean real dirt. The kind that you get from working all day in a field hand picking weeds. Sweat mingling with the dirt making a thin layer of mud. The sun drying the mud making a thin layer of caked on filth. Every time you blink or close your eyes you can feel every crease and crack of your eyelids dirt breaks off. Its a dreadful feeling and it makes me glad everyday that I am neither a farmer or a sparkly glitter raver.
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