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In the air

Light of the dusk casting hues of pink.
I stand bare on the beach.
Only thing I have on a smile and a buzz.
Nothing else in reach.

Sand crevices in my toes.
Cool breeze nestling air around me.
Watching the sun vanish from the sky.
Enjoying all I see.

Nothing with me Nothing on.
No one here no one to come.
Yeah I'm at peace with the world
Hit of my blunt flavored in rum.

Tranquility can't be bought.
You can't pay for peace.
Feel out of sorts.
Come smoke with me.
Written by Rory
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