Slide, Clink, Creak
Ah, the fresh air and the morning dew
Vibrant smells fighting through
The remnants of night
A new day, glinting light
Streams of color pushing
Soft new fragrance, flowers in bloom
Creeping slowly, like the breeze
The scent consumes
Brightness blinds
Stinging my eyes with visions
Crack, Scrape, Boom
Slide, Clink, Creak
Swinging air, waft of warmth
The movement
The anticipation
First smile of dawn
Thoughts wrapped around the horizon
Like hands on a steering wheel
Turn, smooth motion
Growl, Cough, Vroom
My engine bursting with life
The first drive of the day

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