i want to look up and unveil the stars beneath a curtain of clouds. i want to lie down and have green tickle my toes upon the soles of my feet. i want to turn over and let love envelope me like foam froth on top of a warm cuppa. i want to frolic in the forest, hop over streams, and climb trees that push me to stay away. i want to hold onto their branches and soak in the sight while standing on their shoulders; just like how they'd support me up, i'd never let the machines cut them down.
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