Dear diary,
Today is day one,year one,week one,month one. Time once again,no clue.
The island is so hot like the love of my life, the sound of the waves,the breeze on my face,the cool,cool water running down my body as i walk.The smell of the salty water,the sound of the tropical plants and animals,the sand in between my toes.It fells like the best holiday ever,if i wernt stranded here.Anyway moving on,the warmth like a warm blanket,the sky and the sea,both so blue you cant tell when one starts and the other ends.the palms so high they touch the sky.the warmth all day and night.the fresh smeel all the time.the taest of coconut when i drink .The sound of the warm wind tickiling the tree's,even the smell ,feel and touch of the seaweed does not make me sick.All the different colours both the same and different types like a rainbow.The sun like a punch you need to faint,the air,the breath you need to take,the sand you need to stroke,the water you need to poke,the coconut you need to drink,nice and quiet,so lets think,sand on your skin,warm water to too,hot sun in your face,why theres no need to race,wind in the tree's,waves of the sea,silence nothing of it,let it be,coconuts,salty sea and air,this is a lovely place for love and care. Opened coconuts,seaweed too,like a fresh smelling kiwi,sound good to you. Colours,plants,sea and sky,theres not a day i flown so high.Other people on mind and of them,i cannot find!
Today is day one,year one,week one,month one. Time once again,no clue.
The island is so hot like the love of my life, the sound of the waves,the breeze on my face,the cool,cool water running down my body as i walk.The smell of the salty water,the sound of the tropical plants and animals,the sand in between my toes.It fells like the best holiday ever,if i wernt stranded here.Anyway moving on,the warmth like a warm blanket,the sky and the sea,both so blue you cant tell when one starts and the other ends.the palms so high they touch the sky.the warmth all day and night.the fresh smeel all the time.the taest of coconut when i drink .The sound of the warm wind tickiling the tree's,even the smell ,feel and touch of the seaweed does not make me sick.All the different colours both the same and different types like a rainbow.The sun like a punch you need to faint,the air,the breath you need to take,the sand you need to stroke,the water you need to poke,the coconut you need to drink,nice and quiet,so lets think,sand on your skin,warm water to too,hot sun in your face,why theres no need to race,wind in the tree's,waves of the sea,silence nothing of it,let it be,coconuts,salty sea and air,this is a lovely place for love and care. Opened coconuts,seaweed too,like a fresh smelling kiwi,sound good to you. Colours,plants,sea and sky,theres not a day i flown so high.Other people on mind and of them,i cannot find!
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