The Autobon Center
I see the tall trees full of brown-orange leaves.I see my boyfriends pail face.
I see the kids paling in the dirt.
I see the birds flying around over us.
I see the bugs flying around us.
I hear the chipping birds.
I hear the wind playing in the bushes.
I hear the laughing little kids around us.
I hear the chipping birds.
I hear the wind playing in the bushes.
I hear the laughing little kids around us.
I hear the dry leaves when u walk over them.
I hear the pond's water trickling over the rocks.
I smell the fresh air.
I smell the flowers.
I smell the grass.
I smell my boyfriend's colone.
I smell the bad odor coming from the porter potties.
I touch the flower's pettles.
I touch the rough tree bark.
I touch the cold pond water.
I touch the bench were stting on.
I touch the hot bridge rail.
I taste the flaming hot chettos.
I taste the cold soda going down my throat.
I taste the cheese in my Subway donuts.
I taste my boyfriends nacho cheese Doritos.
I taste the turkey and bell pepers in my Subway.
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