I love to go outside and kiss the sun and have the sun kiss me back.
I love to hug the crisp air and wrap it around me like a cool breeze on a winter day.
I love to sing to the trees and hear their naked branches join in the chorus.
Joy,
Jack
I love to go outside and kiss the sun and have the sun kiss me back.
I love to hug the crisp air and wrap it around me like a cool breeze on a winter day.
I love to sing to the trees and hear their naked branches join in the chorus.
Joy,
Jack
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