Vacation

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White lies, blue sky's, rushing tides and the summer breeze ruffling up my hair;
A good book, A good friend, Pina coladas and a comfortable lounging chair. This is what I consider my happy place. No need for a single thought to appear or a word to be said. Paradise.

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