Just swinging
In a beautiful garden
A warm day
With a light breeze
Stillness in the air
The soft rustle of the fountain
A perfect day's atmosphere
Anyone would say
For me
It's all too quiet
The city's traffic
Crowds at the mall
Chatter in the hallway
Neighs at the barn
There the atmosphere is lively
Too busy
People say
For me
It's a perfect comfort
I'm swinging in a garden
Everything is out of place, bizarre
Isolated from the real world
I feel like running
And never stopping
Till I get back to the world
The real world
And it's a comfort
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