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Mental drip, brain itch.
Tall trees and arctic breeze.
Strong sunlight breaking through, the winter night.
I wake up and it's always today,
tomorrow's always yesterday.
Summer feeling is coming round,
mud puddles, elk eggs, scattered on the ground.
Chili Pepper season is upon us.
For some reason my hands smell of bleach,
everything is within reach.
Moving slow, but moving none the less.
Not sleepy, not cautious, just absorbingly.
Take it all in again,
take it in to regain.
Absolute affection,
appreciation for all.
100% positive.
Been so long since I felt this strong,
thank you to the sun.