as the cherry petals fly by
i lie under the tree, book in hand
itz like sending my brain in2 another land
the tree luks over my shoulder, reading the first sentence
as i travel 2 another world
with my buk
itz a peaceful place, a peaceful world.
as i put on my headphones n start reading
i can feel my soul refreshing itself
as i tune out the noises around me
n finally
relax
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