Days of juice. Days where words are barely adequate. The days where it's all about the love, the expression, the escapism, the dreaming and the imagination. The seraphic beings you surround yourself with, and the lost lover that remains forever on your mind. The pretty lights that spin and blur together in a meshing of color when you finally forget to be real and realize that you don't want a happy ending because you don't want it to end at all. What a pleasure it is to be alive today.
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