On a good day I can run for miles.
On a good day trumpets sound across the lake,
and I can see my reflection in the glass.
On a good day the breeze is gentle.
On a good day my garden spilleth over,
and my spade is light.
On a good day I can hear tapping at my door.
On a good day I feel alive,
and the sun's energy permeates me.
And on a bad day...well there are none here,
only different shades of a good day.
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