I'm stuck on I though I try and try to flee from me. Quiet summer. One long sunday. Still a while to go. Enough time for change. Frog temple to ant farm, marching. I have a girl I love to hate, I mean I love and hate: there are nth ways to say and show how much I dig her, I'm mute to the way she moves and am out of breath by the time she slows down; and in light of legs their monday shave, to shine to show as I stare appropriatly but unseemingly upon her long and lasting glow; and the mini outskirts of reality she wore became home as her hips swayed to and fro to change the course of time, for she is my Angel w/ endlessly freckled shooting stars each descending forth towards my eyes, when they close we connect and shun all lies. I have a son/sun too if you take the a's out of America you have his name -- Meric. If the U.S.A. ever falls then he'll become king and if you ever meet him you'll never forget what he'll sing for he is like the brightest star in the sky w/ a golden ring.
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