Enjoy the soft breezes of island
May all your blues
Be the ocean
Be the sky
And be the island
I followed my heart
And it led me to the island
No man is an island
Entire of itself
Every man is a piece of continent
We dream in colours
Borrowed from the sea
Smell the island
And feel the sky
Islands are like oceans
Every time I stand before a beautiful island
It's waves seems to whisper me
Sandy toes
And sunkissed noes
Islands fills like heaven
Islands are expectations
Islands are expectations
In the long run
We shape islands
As well as we shape ourselves
©deeya
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