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Afternoon Solace

It was an endlessly languid summer day
with open doors and
warm breezes.

Breezes that danced a symphonic melody
through wind chimes
with gentle pauses,
as if breath.

A quiet place that held the afternoon sunbeams
in a sort of animated suspension,
stopping any sense of time
and with room enough
for every day-dream.


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