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The cool air slithers through your shirt. The water soaks your face in vitality. Your foot throbs with invisible hammers The dark clouds shadow your happiest day. These are just sensations.
What is the taste? What is the sensation? What is the feeling? It is a feeling Of warmth Of comfort Of sweetness. The sensation Is that of A thousand suns Rose petals
A speck of dust Spiralling through eternity Gathering momentum Navigating the endless space Does it matter where it's headed Can it stop its grand descent
Sensations Don't stop now we're just getting started
have you never marveled at you being simply alive?
Oh, ocean waves flow freely on the sand