awaken

i run through the field as the tulips brush my coarse fingertips

the air is warm on my cheeks as the cool breeze runs with me

i reach the cliff and gaze off into the spectacular scene of the saintly sea

my feet urge 

and bring me closer when i fall

down

down

down

and i awaken in bed

with sand in my gown

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