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 May 2016 Brandy Nicole
Onoma
Can you hear
the birds of
the air fly
through your
sky-mind?
her
out of fruitlessness
her
I pled guilty
Against death's
Subsiding kiss
I'd **** to be on the beach right now
No cares, no worries, sand gently blowing at my brow
Looking out at the clear blue sea
With an ice cold drink in the chair next to me
A tequila Sunrise would go well as the sun sets
Eyeballing the tanlines with slim to no regrets
Oh what I'd give to be on the beach right now
Gulls crowing overhead, the beauty of nature making me whisper quietly, wow.
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