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Aug 2014
my feet shift the darkened sand
leaving footprints in their place
the water brushes against my legs
and wind blows in my face
as the seagulls cry aloud
i continue my steady pace
then sand blows in my eyes suddenly
and I run as if in a race
the ocean has chased me away today
but tomorrow i will be back to this place.
Written by
Tamaira Johnson
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   Erenn and Andrea Fann
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