9. ISLAND OF PEACE

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RISING SUN SHINING ACROSS THE SKY,
LIGHTING UP THE LAND AND THE ORANGE SKY,
NEAREST SPARKLING STREAM FLOWS THROUGH THE WOODS,
SMALL AND COLOURFUL BIRDS CHIRPING A LYRIC LESS SONG,
THE EMERALD BLADE LIKE GRASS SHIMMERING ACROSS THE LAND,
ROSES AND DAISIES STRETCHING OUT ITS PETALS,
CRYSTAL LIKE OCEANS SENDING SOFT WAVES TO THE SHORE,
SITTING ON THE PEAK OF A WONDROUS MOUNTAIN,
MUSIC PLAYING BEHIND WITH A SLOW MELODY,
WRITING A POEM WITH NO WORDS BUT EMOTIONS,
TAKING OUT A CAMERA TO CAPTURE THE MOMENT,
STORING MEMORIES OF GOD'S MASTERPIECE,
AS THE COLD BREEZE PEPPERS MY NECK WITH FEATHERS LIKE KISSES,
CLOSING MY EYES OVERWHELMED BY PLEASURE,
INHALING OXYGEN THAT CONSUMES MY HEART,
AS GOD'S DIVINE BREATH PURIFY MY HEART,
NEVER WANT TO BE FOUND,
AS I GET LOST IN MY ISLAND OF PEACE.

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