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The avenue of shiny trees
Shines,
Shines,
Shines
Down on me.

Light through the canopy
Of green,
Of green,
Of green
Spring-growth leaves.

Fluoxetine runs through
My brain,
My brain,
My brain.

Seeps through
The pain,
The pain,
The pain.

And green light fills me brim-full
Again,
Again,
Again,
Again.