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Shore Rapture
Wind strokes the neck, caressing
Swells surround, softly shushing
Water sighs, cools the feet.
Sand grains slither underneath,
Pulling me to the ocean deep.
Swells surround, softly shushing
Water sighs, cools the feet.
Sand grains slither underneath,
Pulling me to the ocean deep.
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