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Belonging
The rush of the water nearby makes everything awfully clear
I know now that I belong here
The way my feet feel on the sandy beach
Or the way my hair falls everywhere as I push myself on the swing
The gentle ring of the birds singing as they pass by
How my heart races from the speed of the boat
Or the way I simply float on the water’s surface
The silent whisper of the breeze blowing through the trees
And the mountain air making me feel home here
All throughout the year I can’t wait for my summer time to get here
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