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Oct 2013
white sheets and white pillows
sandy curtains on the window
hiding under blankets to keep warm
the darkness feels like a storm
in a place of palm trees
swaying to a breeze
one would think this is where the dream is
but that isn't always the case
one does not have to stay in the same place
it's nice to have the option to leave always
large hotels and ****** wi-fi
go do things without a real reason why
let the sunshine form freckles on my skin
to show the places that I've been
take a breath of the breeze
and let my mind ease
Samantha Bauman
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Samantha Bauman  Fort Worth, TX
(Fort Worth, TX)   
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