The sky grew pink over the horizon of rooftops, the sun creeping its way to sleep behind a veil of stars. Here I sit, at peace, listening to busy cars in the distance as I watch the painted sky. Book rested beside me, I am blissful. All is well. The warm summer breeze rattles the trees in a happy dance. I smile. If only this moment was forever.
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YOU ARE READING
a collection of deep thoughts
Poetry☻swimming under the midnight rain☻ Simply pages of thoughts, feelings, ideas, spilled out into words. To get out before I go mad.
