

The sunshine is a warm, gooey mashmallow on my back.
and the wind is baratone, and the leaves are soprano and the sky is pink and the grass is blue.
and itapos;s only one more step until iapos;m falling off of this cliff.
and my arms will be broken and my feet will disappear completely.
and iapos;ll grow wings.
baby wings that will be torn off from the gravity and physics and chipped fingernails and air and nothing.
but wings none the less.
and dammit, i want those wings.
even for just a few seconds before i hit the ground.
and splatter in to a million, million pieces that no one could ever put back together.
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