Sunday, May 14, 2006
left
to smell the roses.to put down everythg else.to find some space of my own.to reflect on the past mths.to watch the clouds go byto spread my arms wide opento feel the embrace of the seabreezeto hear the sounds the crashin wavesto do my o' so silly sketches by the beach . its gonna by my getaway. till then we will meet. whoever you are.take care.
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