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in burnt eyes i stare at the sun shadows of clouds over me gustly winds through my hair my back on a green carpet of grass sneakers on my hands panting smiling was a kid again remembering mud stains smelling dirt on my face sweat on my chest birds in the trees flying through the breeze closing my eyes
I'm up again Cold damped desk glaring at my static monitor stretching my neck stomping feet with the music daydreamin' - my run ... |
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