I float through my life on a warm breeze.
It melts every obstacle, smooths every callous.
Its both a bruise on my body and the warm cigarette in my lungs.
Right now I am all that exists as I float above everything that shouldn't
have too much meaning in my life.
In these sandals I am perfect,
on these wheels I am a goddess.
And as i breeze past you you will think of me as angel,
the captain of my own destiny.
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