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 | splash of orange | electric eep flying
 crawling
 piercing; good
 following, rescuing
 free, free, free. no strings attached except for....
 the ones you have to tune.
 but
 it is not just a chore
 when you have to do
 it.
 it is like gulping down water; necessary and lifegiving.
 march, march march. april may? yaz. but mostly may, mostly may. in may things march peacefully
 and then sunburst
 into my room, in june
 not literally, for the rain has been seemingly constant lately. but when i press play.
 that is when.
 charlie brown, peanuts, peanuts. crunch crunch.
 smooth crunch.
 soft bass, soft guitar. quiet brilliance.
 ramen noodles?
 yaz, those too.
 slippery and delicious
 with lots of calories.
 yum yum.
 ha ha.
 flying again.
 echoing, resounding
 featherlike weeping.
 deep; rich; lush.
 nighttime straddling over a deep green field.
 you are that field
 and
 you are the rain, too.
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 | velvet spasm | thank you, splash. it's nice to know someone is listening. really l i s t e n i n g... | 030621 |  
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