This is where I feel at peace. To collect my thoughts and hear the swaying of the trees. This is where I belong, amongst the bird's song. (This is part of a poem I wrote)
July 17th, 8:59pm. When you're the last one at the nudist beach, at first you feel like you shouldn't be there. But, as the sun sets, you slowly feel like you become part of nature * - *
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