Before the light of day cracks open eyelids
That scent of oncoming rain
And the feel of a lovers head in your lap
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A sky where you can't count the number of stars
Feeling the rough texture of bark against your fingertips
Stretching out limbs like a cat in sunlight
Bubbles reflecting rainbows as they float away
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Dancing crazy for innocent laughter
Dancing without a care alone with music
So loud that you can barely hear yourself think
And all you feel is the base through your spine
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