Blistering heat calms the nerves
Laying in the presents of this utopia
Soft sand on your back as you bask in its glory
Golden streets lined with giant palms
Coudn't be more magnificent
Blue sky, clean atmosphere
Peering down apon yourself realizing
That heaven was closer than anticipated
Seeing your self laying there in the filth
While siting by your fathers side
Sunday, August 10, 2008
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