This is what I know...
I know what its like to dance with fireflies on a hot summer night in the middle of a field of grass. I know what it means to love with reckless abandon. And I know the most truest form of love. I know the sweet and sour taste of his lips. I know facts like arithmetic, grammar, and history. I know that some things only the metaphysical world can explain. I know the feelings beyond each season changing. I know super elation and I know the bottoms of a fugue state. I know the better part of a musical encyclopedia. I know the musicality of language. I know what to eat and what not to. I know how to exericse. I know myself after an indepth investigation (lots of therapy). I know the secrets in literature. I know the difference between a person and a label. I know how to take a good photograph. I know the sour sweet taste of cold lemonade. I know that dreams take action. I know that I need to know so much more. I know that I know nothing at all.
What do you know?
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