My Perfect Place
If I could be alone for a day, I would know the perfect place to stay. A cliffside with an ocean breeze, Where the feeling of peace would never cease. A place with nothing but silence, Where the farthest thing on my mind is violence. Where groups of gulls fly up ever so high, In the momentous blue sky. For if I could be alone for a day, That would be my perfect place to stay.
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