Like a carousel in a carnival or a balloon caught inside a tree What makes something magical is how it's grounded not how it's free
When you lay down on an open beach And the ocean rushes up to kiss your feet Will you think of me as it retreats empty handed back into the coral reef?
It's too damned hot. I drove to San Francisco and then drank a whiskey coke and then drove back. So what? My back hurts. And the drink wasn't made strong enough
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