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Tuesday, 16 February 2016
My happy place
Where the weka run into the forests and tap their paws.
Where the shrubs wobble and shake and make a sizzling noise.
Where the paths twist and turn.
Where the shells saw into your feet.
Where the jellyfish surf on the waves.
That's my happy place.
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4 April 2017 at 19:26
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