Notions of Chronic Thinker
Sunday, October 5, 2014
Pacific
Where the sun
Kisses the mountains,
Where its glow
Mates with the sea.
This is where I must be.
Where the mountains
stand strongly
And god breaths
calmly
Lies my longing.
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