Wishing I was Elsewhere

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Wind whistles
Through my ears
I tremble
It’s getting to me
The goose bumps crawl up my arms
My eyes water, I close them
Trying to imagine I am somewhere else
I open them
The sun has come
I get that feeling of joy
And my body’s replenishes

Wind whistles
Through my hair
I twitch
It’s getting to me
The sweat trickles down my back
My eyes water, I close them
Trying to imagine I am somewhere else
I open them
The snow is falling
I get that feeling of joy
And my body’s is refreshed





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