Relaxing...

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The soft breeze touches my skin

pulling a few hairs back.

The sun shining, pressing into my skin, making the hairs on my arms prickle.

The grass beneath me softens around me,

the scent of the flowers scattered along the grass fills my nose.

I smile as I grab my iPod,

putting on my favorite song at the moment.

The beat fills my ears,

relaxing every nerve in my body.

I begin to move my lips to the words,

my hair curling at the side of my head.

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