Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined
To believe they never would
Mmm, summer is too sweet. The hot hair blowing in the dark is satisfying. The sharp pitch of horns bursting to blatant Neil Diamond songs replace the worry with temporary bliss. Everything is fine, perfect. Everyone is normal. Everyone is everything but unhappy. Nothing matters. Everything is something. Everything matters to everyone. Nothing is unfit. Everything is everything.
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