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Ocean and blue sky

Deer step lightly into the open fields

Thousands of crickets hum in tall grass

Seagulls cry and swoop low

Crabs scuttle between the seaweeds

The water sparkles like gems

The people drink ice water from champagne glasses

And kids play at the beach

The streets are empty of cars

In the distance a ferry horn blows

There's a warm breeze

And you can smell wildflowers on roadsides

And the salt on the air

Oh it's where I belong

And where I run to

It's Saturna

My home