when i lay like this
it truly feels as if i dont exist
as an individual
but as a part of whats around me
i'm the birds and their music
the way the dandelion seeds spread like magic
i'm the soft grass i feel against my skin
i'm the summer air i breathe in
i'm the laughter of the kids in the neighborhood block
i'm the phone ringing and the voice that answers in shock
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