its 6 am and the day is young. Lets lay and watch the rising sun. fall up from the ground into the sky until its sitting in the clouds. Above the trees above my head above the earth spinning round. Who needs to sleep we have the day. To make of it what we may. What we may dream, tonight we’ll see. When the sun falls to the trees. from the trees
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