I FEEL FREE!

Every afternoon!

It's like I can float in the sky on the breeze!

Like a leaf that's weightless takes flight!!

My favorite punctuation becomes these!!!

Until well into the fated darkness of night.

Then somber overwhelms and I turn inward.

Evil dwells around every comfort of bliss.

Suspicion is the direction turned toward.

Nobody should be treated like this.

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Reviews

[John the Baptist]

An odd kind of mood swing described here. Until well into the night, the speaker seems euphoric, but then a strange somberness and suspicion set in. As this apparently occurs daily, I'd say medication is called for.