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Jul 2018
Sun
Spring
Light breeze
blowing in my face.
The sun is the most beautiful orange
I have ever seen
It reaches my eyes
my soul.
Peace
The wind is caressing the leaves
And I hear nature obeying
to the wind's rhythm.
Peace
Just for a little while
Until my mind is flooded with
matters of this world.
I smell the air
I can't get enough of it
Only a breath
and then I dive back in
Sometimes I'm drowning
and then I have to find some oxygen
Before I sink back down
Maybe I'll get out.
Once and for all I'll reach the surface
Maybe not
But I can't stop dreaming
Bright Violet
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Bright Violet
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