warm and comfortable air is touching my skin
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drying the sweat off my body
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the sound of fountains is splashing from the
poolside
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tiny clouds are being pushed over the sky by the rays of the sun |
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peacefullness, quietness do ease my thoughts |
drifting aloof all alone |
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emptying my head like an hourglass |
smoothly and consistently |
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sometime, somewhere, someone will turn
the glass over again |
but not now, not here, not today |
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