i sit under a big oak tree and i watch the birds fly across the sky.
the green grass never felt so consoling. the summer breeze loving.
i felt my heart in between my fingers. and i felt it beat rapidly.
i smiled like that of a silly child and then father sun said.
"my child you are in love."
5:37 AM
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