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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
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