Vulcan San Pedro

27.12.2021

Climbing a mountain

clears the mind of needless junk.

I can breath again.

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In all shades of blue

I see the clouds passing by.

I can breath again.

--

A gentle wind blows.

I can feel it in my face.

I can breath again.

--

I breath in deeply

the rich splendour of colours.

Replenish my soul.

--

I breath in deeply 

the melodious sounds that

nourish my lost soul.

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I breath in deeply 

the pleasant scent of nature.

Now I feel complete.