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Remember the sensory overload from finding your first gold star and going ape shit in super mario bros, on all those turtles or better yet going from water guns to the transition of duck hunt. That feeling that spark that over drive to breathe in the phrase "never say die" . My fingers are numb from all this global warming bi-polar juggling act from flip-flops to old funny sweaters . Maybe tomarrow some fire and brimstone or another fine tangent of getting sunburned in december. Next week on the 18th is going to be that gold star feeling that triger finger clicking till all the ammo is gone and the shots are left in echos. I am leaving for a couple of days to enjoy some good times. Leave the dam cameras at home they only light the fuse to burn out the memorys before they are written down. That line u wait over an hour on at space mountain for 2 min[if I round up] slaming your body into forces of joy . Tuesday is coming and will echo longer than a year can pass.

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