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You triumph in all your blue. The cavity can only be filled with the kind of imagination you find on playgrounds. I sometimes get lost in the “lack of you.” Lack of goodness is evil; lack of heat is the cold. You are synonymous with happiness. You and light are one and lack of you is darkness. Lack of you is destitute.
Everyday is a day without glasses.
Everyday has been that dizzy feeling when you get up too fast.


