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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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thank you, splash. it's nice to know someone is listening. really l i s t e n i n g...
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