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Away.
Where the sun glistens through the maze
Of perfectly patterned leaves,
Where your worldly worries are as gone as snow
On a warm summer morning.
The air so soft,
So sweet, that when you breathe it in,
Not only does it fill your lungs with its fruit
But it fills your heart with content.
Content you could never feel with these people,
These responsibilities,
This environment,
Content you could never find in this house,
This city,
This country.
Content you could only find-
Away.
Where the breeze dances gently with the trees,
Intertwines itself with the leaves,
Threads peace through your every bone with ease,
Brings you to your knees just thinking about it...
About this dream that will never come true,
These worries that will never go away,
These blissful feelings that you will never quite feel,
This peace that may never come around.
Why is Away so far-
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Thoughts? Criticism? Thanks for reading. :)
-S.
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Away
Poetry'What better place to be than a place where every flaw is of sheer perfection?' Here to take you some place far away...
