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A passing summer day
I'm sitting on top of the world,
with an approving smile on my face,
my hand rests on the cover of a book
I've been reading recently,
my mind wanders on picturesque terrains,
lost in stories of unlikely people,
everyday heroes born from ashes,
I let the day and its responsibilities
sink into my being, as the resting sun
with its last rays stoke my sunburned
face and lightly colored strands of hair,
I'm amused how fast the ants rise and
disappear in the cracks of the pavement,
the crow on top of the building
amusing itself with an aluminum cover,
my soul is at ease, swimming along
the light breeze of a perfect summer's day.

- sissy

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