View from my window, admiring how beautifully the sun rays fall upon people and trees and benches and all, poofy little cottony clouds, the beach, strange little farms and houses, rows and rows of shops like the ones you see in movies, and finally - taking in the beauty of chilly twilight while waiting for the world's tiniest penguins to arrive on the beach.
Every now and then, your song pops into my head and sometimes I wish I could say, I wish you were here with me out loud.
x L
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