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Oct 2018
when solitude is bliss
Crickets chirping...
a dinky comber onshore...  
-ber breeze creeps in!
Oh, me time, I want more!

When we are unmindfully taking a break from everything....
when we are not aware of what life can bring....
when all I want to do is sing!

What I see beyond the horizon....
are those important to carry on
phoenix
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