Hesitating
She was among strangers.
Clothed
With them skyclad
Trying
They looked so free
Slowly
It was natural for them
No shirt
No one was staring
No pants
Everyone else was comfortable
Nothing on
Men, women, and children, all happy
Walking into the crowd
Everyone is so accepting here
Freedom, Pure Naked Freedom.
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