spring winds have blown through. mud fills my nose. my heart is waking up. my body is waking up. from my slumber i will tear. all i want to do is hang out and think about things. i bounce along the street with a tempo that is good. the break out of winter feels better than the state championship. i feel like a guitar solo. summer will be
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