Where I Like To Be

When the cellphone turns into a camera
Because service is not found
That's where I like to be

Where the squirrels chatter and the birds chirp
Because no humans are around
That's where I like to be

When the trees shrink to shrubs
Because the wind howls like a train
That's where I like to be

When all the sensory overloads cease
And I can be with just what is
That's where I like to be

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