clouds so high its almost dangerous
from a point of being succumbed in dense liquid
trees so high they look like they're on mountains
but there are no sights such as these here
here is filled with hills
and old dying everything
this isnt perfect
ill never get what i want
but do i just give up?
the long horizon and sound of waves at dusk
not quite.
the sand and the grass, its almost dark, the stars are out
this is peace, in a place i dont think exists
only in other places than your own do you call beautiful
naturally, we dont live in them as we live our own
some places have higher elevation
while ours is lower than the sea level
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