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Beach
Eleven thirty around midnight
Sand between toes
Theres no one insight
No one knows
I'm alone here
I'm at peace here
I can breathe here
The fresh scent of sea with the cold but comforting breeze that follows not just me but the fallen leaves and the crickets that pass by on the footpath whilst winds softly strokes my hair, I honestly think this is where i'm meant to be then i look down in a somewhat of a dreadful stare, You called me whilst i was writing under the moon, you were worrisome but i told you that
"i'll be home soon."
© MatildaMaree
Sand between toes
Theres no one insight
No one knows
I'm alone here
I'm at peace here
I can breathe here
The fresh scent of sea with the cold but comforting breeze that follows not just me but the fallen leaves and the crickets that pass by on the footpath whilst winds softly strokes my hair, I honestly think this is where i'm meant to be then i look down in a somewhat of a dreadful stare, You called me whilst i was writing under the moon, you were worrisome but i told you that
"i'll be home soon."
© MatildaMaree
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