Maybe it's the sunshine,
cascading through my windshield
Or the open fields that seem to shine,
a bright green on a backdrop of blue.
It could be the music,
streaming from my speakers
straight into my heart.
Then again, it's probably the warmth
of a summer day's sky,
warming my soul
as few things can.
Maybe it's you,
each memory burned
in a fighting heart.
And maybe it's a little bit of
everything.
Maybe it's just me.
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