I wish to flee......

Conventions and traditions are suffocating me.  

I wish to break free....

flee from this life

and  live in a small tidy hut by the sea

a hut with thatched-straw-roof, stocked  with loots of books and endless art supplies to survive me...

a hut by the sea, where the breeze will soothe

and the sea will lull me to sleep

and the morning rays will kiss me at dawn

while i swing in my hammock by the beach

still hugging my book dreamily ...

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