the deep fix meet in the city for springtime gathering, a brainstorm of ideas, some fall to the wind others scattered with the stars. old mission flirts with a peroxide blonde in a skirt and red shoes, i'm feeling spring in my bones, and smile like the sun machine is coming down and we are going to have a party.
somehow we find ourselves in the park at the back of kings street, near the old trees and church. solar powered people recharge their cells, it's slightly surreal as we sit on a bench and enjoy the bliss.
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