slowly as the sun shines through the windowpane,
slowly does my sentience return,
and slowly begins my brain,
begins my brain to think of the day,
and slowly my thoughts,
they burst into life as if magic,
magic appearing out of the air,
from where I do not know,
and from where I do not care,
for all that matters is that they are there,
dancing through me like a dervish,
and guiding me to what shall be,
dancing through my mind,
and enquiring of me,
what do you want,
what shall we do,
what shall we see,
where shall we go,
and with who shall we be,
but it does not matter to me,
it does not matter to me,
all that matters is that I am happy,
so, give me inspiration and positivity,
and that is certainly not to be found,
in the high streets spending money,
but that to me,
is walking across the fields to the sea.
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