24H　11:00 a.m.

The soft sunlight falling through the trees
The warm feeling on your back
The fresh scent of blue
The sound of leaves rubbing against each other is like a chorus

I fall asleep, surrendering myself to the comfortable beat of my heart
The memory of reality is far away
My consciousness gradually sinks＿＿＿＿

Shade of swaying leaves
The wind passing through my shirt
The scent of damp earth
I hear the sound of a horn in the crowd from far away
The slightly chilly wind is bringing me back to reality
Hey, don't wake me up yet
Through the slight opening in my field of vision, I saw the clouds drifting by

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