I love to get out, around sunset and take a walk up the hill.
I even like the anticipation, like sex, when you know it's going to happen
and you haven't yet moved a muscle, I don't ever know what it will be like
i don't' think it's ever been bad ( or at least not for a long time), and i love it every time.
Just an unexpected flower, or the wind pushing the grass flat against the hill
like forces bend me without my knowing anything, but this lying down and getting up.
Then they sky grows pink and red and i know it's getting dark, and I'm happy to be alive.
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