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Ever feel the desire, the need to be out of your skin? And why does that feeling come so often on Sunday nights?
I sat on the porch in the coolness of a soft spring evening and I visioned unzipping my earthly body to set my soul free. Stepping out daintly upon the new grass for a moment's dance before soaring amidst the black twigs of last year's trees, searching for red cased buds of green. Dancing upon the rooftops, soaring amidst the clouds, air cool and soft. Being totally unemcumbered by my human condition.
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