Old glass buildings scrape the vivid blue happy skies
the summer smells like sunlight
upon my lungs I yell!

Running, Running, Ice cream!

I feel like I don't understand!

Do people build things?
Did someone build that building?
Glass is made of glass
I know I know
wait? what? incredible!

Puff of second hand smoke fills my lungs
The sky is glowing! vivid blue!