Go On

Go on, hop on that bike and feel the winds,

throw away pillows that worry about your future, and get over yourself.

Cross the bridge, and the trees, and rivers, and the basketball court

and see them guys with pretty hair that looks cute that wore the same light blue shirt as you.

Shift to a higher gear and go through the winds again,

burst into happiness while raising the amplitude of the coherent heart dipping wavelengths of particles that drum into your soul.



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