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I want to be ALIVE. I want to wake up early and go play in a field while the sun yawns and scatters its light over the spidery trees. And I want to kiss someone and whisper hello hello hello a thousand times. I want to laugh and feel whole. Not think about tomorrow or yesterday but feel the very moment hugging me. Cherish that first sip of coffee and wear wool socks. Ride around in my truck with my dog listening to george strait. Write poetry about butterfly laughter that will make perfect sense. Scream at the top of my lunges and feel cold air shiver through my body. Sing completely out of tune and dance in mud. Believe in everything and anything.
