under the blue black night
on top of the world.
Full in spirit not only in physicality.
The feeling of my prickling fingers
not near as they used to be.
My feet are cold, but thawing
day by day.
Wrist rubbing.
Eye thrashing.
Teeth ticking.
A boom boom boom.
Makes me feel like i am swimming,
where everything is fast and soon.
Daydreaming.
Fill little hearts.
Stop and swoon.
essie our.
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