It is strange how sun-drenched photos from 9 months ago will make you tear the fuck up and wish you were far back in the past.
Maybe in a short time from now, in a land far away, I will find my skin warmed by the sun beating down over Cardinal Hill, or the Lake (PA or Disser style) or some island banana farm populated by friends of the past,
When that happens I will fear no more, because I am in Elysium.
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