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The Beach

Lapis lazuli across burnt butter rolls  
the spheres of influence tug at their ropes  
 
tossing green tendrils in the foamy ale  
glass crushed and ground to salt  
 
merry streaks shine down strongly  
crisping the furry slabs that worship  
 
coloured fans twirl brightly until ripped out by the roots  
at the end of the glow.
Written by sarahcate
Published | Edited 25th Aug 2017
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