[illuminated ruminated against and under]
he stood there tall his frame solid yet soft. his eyes sparkled under the hat. i grew six years this week i struggled and tripped uncertain and i went what he said i stood there listening arriving and leaving disbelief. this is true. it is obvious it is obvious. i see you. the smell of autumn permeated by winter hit my cheeks earlier there with a familiar one one who has known me. i have been known. i like the winter in my hair and my hands under these gloves i pumped my legs real fast and made it home even faster.
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