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My Happy Place

Bees and butterflies are all I see,
As time endlessly blows away.
All I feel is okay.
Peaceful remedies fill my head,
As twilight's eerie night is lead.
Into darkness the day becomes,
Only a fragment of my imagination.
Time to travel back to life,
Even if I get a fright.
The bees and butterflies say good-bye,
As I leave my happy place.
The night has arrived.





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