While I rest, I remember ferry rides and gelato. Flowers and the sea. Wind whipping my hair in the most delicious way. Sand and turquoise waters. Blending in with the locals. Getting a lobster roll. Savoring every bite. Where am I friends?
New England
Return to me
Dear friend
As if
I’ve never
Left you
My heart
Didn’t get
The message
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