I grip the earth with my toes and I swear I can feel the planet moving / the dips and grooves of uneven patches of grass make it hard to keep my balance. / I am planet surfing / riding the heat wave / while the wind ruffles my hair affectionately. / The leaves bow down to me and fan me in the shade / the butterflies kiss me. / I am here and I am alive / with the birds and the worms as my witnesses. / I am fleeting summer orbiting the eternal warmth of the sun.
We’re a pair of parallel lines You’re just like me We’re on the same path But we don’t ever meet You talk to all my friends but me I guess I’m not that nice after all You You’re in the house up on a cloud Me I’m on a mission.
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