Typing to you from a miniature paradise

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Where the ocean breeze sifts through our garden

And the old walnut trees drape over our cottage home

Where you can lay and listen to a Dragon spitting in fountain

Rocking you into a sleepy bliss

And there isn’t a single car going by

Where my cat hunts all day or sunbathes in the grass

And I can take a break from the city

Lush and green is as far as the eye can see; mountains along the ocean

Where my youthful imagination bloomed

And where I was when responsibility didn’t exist

The rain tatters along the vast leaves and flowers often in this rainforest

I’m here to say hello

And also say goodbye.

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