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Jul 2016
As I sit
On a deck chair
In the sun
Outside my childhood home
And let the sun
Leave its mark of beauty
On my skin,
My thoughts flow
Like poetry
And I am happy once again.

I can hear
The delicate chirp
Of birds
And wonder whether
They're saying:
"You should've done this
A long time ago."
Lauramihaela
Written by
Lauramihaela  Cape Town, South Africa
(Cape Town, South Africa)   
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