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The Perks of A Mind


My back layed against the red-wood bark.

A nice breeze of air, hits my sun-kissed skin, releasing a sigh.

With the sweet melody I hear through my ears, wanting to press repeat.

Getting comfortable and resting my body on the great green pasture.

Its long litte leaves tickling my skin, forming a smile on my lips.

I await for a fantasy to come and drift me away, and the thoughts that flow through my mind.

Lying there patiently, as the big aluminous light warms up my skin again...... but nothing

Then the sound of nature comes to an ascend, that nice lullaby fills my head.

Outside, a nice rhythm.

My thoughts, blank. My sight, blurrs.

My mind dreams..........

 

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