Happy Place.

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This poem was inspired by one of my happy place's in Maine! ~ Enjoy!

Nothing can ever replace

The feeling I get in my happy place.

Far away from society,

and all that they say,

I wish that here I could stay.

The loons call at night

to say that everything will be alright.

It's all straight out of a Bon Iver song,

but I'll be gone before long.

When you take me from my happy place,

you wipe the smile from my untroubled face.

But I know that nothing gold can stay,

so this place was just once for child's play.

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