UPPERCASE ON A HOT SUMMER AFTERNOON

THE SWEAT RUNS THOUGHTS RACE IN THOUSANDS THROUGH MY MIND THE POWER IS GONE THE INNER SWITCH IS THROWN AND MEMORIES FLOOD AND FLOOD. THE PLACE, shop THE OBJECTS ALL THE SAME. ONLY THE TIME IS DIFFERENT. CHANGED. BUT, IT HAS TO. AND I THINK AND I REMEMBER AND IT STILL FEELS GOOD!