i am sorted.
i am
lithe.
light.
limber.
i am feather.
i am freedom.
i am air.
it is
sixty-five degrees.
it is
shadows under trees.
it is autumn.
i am breathing.
i am there.
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in case you couldn't tell, this is a song. here is me singing it to the beat of the blinker: sorted
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