sun is giant broom
sweeping wide darkness
painting wide variety of colors
posting natural contours
stalks crave for the shine
creatures long for the light
i want to watch earth at its might
there i could see two puppies
wrestling in the backyard
nipping each others back
rolling, tumbling without regards
they don't even bother i'm around
keep on playing under beautiful sun
when was the last time i felt like that
uncaring about, where are your at
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