I walked barefoot under the luminous moon, on the beach…
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Enslaved by the silence-breaking
Waves joyfully splashing on the bristles,
Unselfishly scattered everywhere.
Like a drunkard,
I inhaled the fresh breeze,
and its coolness
carried my soul and me
up to the clouds,
where I can see almost everything,
so light and
free from any burden….
I was free to lay on those soft cottons,
as long as like
but when I started my nap,
I hear a familiar shout,
so harsh and annoying;
“Come on down here,
the Sun’s getting hotter!”
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