Inside the Nature’s closet

The azure sky above feels closer from this window
an abode that lets me lean unto a bliss of soltitude
where I could enjoy the cool breeze brushing my tresses, the hue-ed sun slowly setting for its nap, I see myself in a state of estacty where this window lends me his shoulder to cuddle on while he whispers to me via the ruffling of leaves.
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