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Sweet serenity,
A far away island, a beach
Perhaps, grandmothers kitchen,
what are you eating?
Peaceful place,
A park at which you play
Sleeping the night away,
walking back and forth, the dawn fades in and out,
rosy cheeks for a deep red sky,
reflecting every feeling, of love and hurt, fear and anticipation,
feet sinking into the moistened sand as they walk along,
This is it,
the salty air in my face
and the sandy ground below.
The soft sound of whistling radiates
around the silent cove.
Other may think,
‘Why here, why now?’
Some say I’m crazy,
No filter?
Why do I need a filter?
I’m pretty in sweats and a tee
With no make up on
And unkempt hair
