Out of my head, I'm lost in this zone
Sand in my shoes and an ice cream cone
What a time to be alive for many are dead
Pulled by a mirage, hope to never be misled
Carve out my path and all I do is walk it
No dollar bills in hand just joy in my pocket
Glad to be here
With no worries to spare
Friends come around
With good vibes in this pound
Stray into the moon
We reflect all that's good
Leave my troubles behind and pack my suitcase
Run with the wind, the sun is what we chase
And all I can say is I love my happy place
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senmial
There is nothing more satisfying than finding joy in who we are and become. I am a glass half-full person and a work in progress. Poetry is my means of CATHARSIS and Music is my THERAPY#ToLoveAndBeLoved
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