When it seems like I have been here forever
I dream of the rustic, tree lined mountain top
And my rock overlooking the city
Where I sit for hours
To contemplate life
Scented wild flowers unplug my
City polluted nostrils
I run free as can be, smiling
A fuzzy brown rabbit scurries under the tree
The sun winks down
My thoughts carry back to you
Stirring from my daydream
I look out the dusty window
Watch as the heavy fog crowds in around the city
It begins to rain
A deep sigh escapes my lips
I return to my work
It seems like I have been here forever
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