At this very moment, I may not be as sober as any man who hasn't had the inkling of the wonders of intoxication, but I still know -- completely and doubtlessly -- that I have what I have for you even if the vigilance and the discipline of the mind have tentatively gone astray.
You are that fragment of air that whispers into my oblivion and then turns into a mass of wind that blows me away and makes me fly -- highly, oh so highly. :)
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