Sublime
Once upon a time
I was listening to sublime,
right on the beach so peaceful and calm,
the waves clashing into the soft sand,
while listening to my favorite band,
with the brisk, cool, salty, water brushes up against my feet,
I say to myself, "my life is now complete".
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