Nothing Poetic, Just a Thought
i wanna live out this life in the nitty gritty. real, live, life. full of blood and sweat and dirt and clean, fresh air, and mud and grass. cause i want to break out of this old skin and fly with the seagulls in parking lots. i wanna float up in an air balloon and gaze upon the pure, solid earth and know that im alive. i wanna scratch up my knees falling off bicycles and playing in the sand. i wanna roll around in the dirty, messy, earthy mud and leaves and breath you in. breath it all in.
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