Poetry – Day 1

Away

I wanna go away
Yet how far is far?
Should I walk until my feet touch wet sand?
Would that be far enough?
I think I’d like to feel the wind from the palm trees flow through my hair
I might giggle once my toes touch the cool water
I’d smile watching the waves crash against the sand
I would dream dreams plentiful
If I could only find the place called away

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