Middle East Dreams

In the middle of the olive groves, I wore a white dress. The air is warm and baked with the smell of spices, the grass is green and soft. I  can feel the olive scent intertwining my skin and the sea salt drifting closer from afar. The world has a green tint here and I love it so much. Twirling I forget every other corner of the world I have ever been in before, this place is my favorite. If only I could go when I am awake.

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