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This tire swing is the best place in the world. It’s better than Chase, better than sex, better than alcohol, better than drugs. Whenever I have problems, I think it out in this tire. I never known how it got here, but I’d like to know someday. I respect this tree. I respect this tire. I lay back in it, and let my eyes close. I’m in my haven bike accessories. My eye lids feel heavy, too heavy that I can’t get them to open, the sun is sealing them. I gave the sun permission to do so. Falling asleep in the tire.