a flower bed- it sound so comfortable right now. i could lay down in the dirt, and take these filthy fingers, and write your name upon my shirt. and lying down, i'll roll around in the grass. and sit and smile, and wait for awhile, and hope these feelings will never pass. then my face finds the sun and i feel it on my skin. i'd like to bottle it as happy juice, if i could only hold it in- contain. the joy of being rained on is loving being loved, and happiness eternally from places unthought of.
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