When black clouds in the evening all hang low,
I can see no sunset and there is no afterglow,
My mind flies far until I land in sunny Thailand;
There for a change I am a turtle on the beach
That's snowy white beneath a canopy of blue.
Sliding down to sea and diving deep below
I swim above that rainbow coloured seabed,
Off the land of Thai: lost in the isle of Koh Tao.
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