The last time I walked barefoot
My feet sunk happily into the sand
My head was infused with the scent
Of the market spices and wandering incense
I floated on the salty water
My skin saturated with a red sun blush
Splashing sounds
Joyful jeers
Drifted across the gentle breeze
Freedom
Until I get home through the locked door
And walk barefoot on my sandy beige carpet
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