Sanctuary
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The mind quietens,
Soaking in the sound,
Crows cawing,
Koels calling,
Squeaks from squirrels,
chirping of sparrows,
The blue, blue sky
a vast expanse of
freshly bathed
greenery,
a breeze,
swaying the branches
over a stone seat
where I sit,
in near bliss,
a
vision flits past
were you by my side,
this would be
our
Garden of Eden.
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