FlORIDA was weird and wonderful and i am reminded of the tropic paradise i came from a hothouse garden full of steamy night air colored orange by the overhead streetlights i went to the ocean twice it was not blacked i was not gulfside though the thought of it is enough to leave me in tears like the thought of no sun on breezy spring days the words "never recover" are enough to do just that to me but a digression let me give you some luscious greenery to dip your eyez in
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