My Favourite Bench 🌷

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It is not the ride that I am longing for.

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It is the stop along the journey that I am after.

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The moment when I find my favourite bench to sit on.

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Where someone has put a black print of a cat paw.

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Along the tree allay, right beside the lake & the enormous playground yard.

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Right there on the bench, I  exitedly get to sit down & contemplate about all the world’s wonders & artifacts.

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This is where I take a break from life itself & getting off from a rat race no one is ever equipped to be in.

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This is where I get to breathe; to breathe in and breathe out.

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This is where my brain gets to process everything that my mind human encounters, energies, synergies & synchronisations.

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