This sun filled day Of springtime calls My instinct to abide On distanced land Alone is safe I’m drawn outdoors to hide At last a plot The ocean’s edge Eight billion grains of sand A steady breeze Of cleansing air The sun was in command The coast was clear To fold my legs And watch … Continue reading Counting Faces In the Waves
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