Of who I am

There is a clarity here, 

That isn’t found in the city, 

I am all spent, yet, 

Feel complete in this village. 

A shore that stretches,  

Without bounds of any kind, 

A sky that feels washed, 

From waters of purity, 

This is where i am, 

This time is when i am, 

I am most aware, 

Of what I am, 

Of who I am. 

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