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Open the window,
lie on the bed,
let your thoughts drift,
your emotions swirl around you.

Look up to the wooden ceiling
and see them for what they are.
Let them be.

Feel the soft breeze
carrying the smell of the lake
and the flowers and of summer.

Let everything go away
through that open window.

See what comes in next.

Author: carasmelody

daydreamer, hopelessly hopeful, I love the power of words, I love poems, words are soulfood

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