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It hit hard Warm water streams through your hair It’s salty, or so you think Eyes open up, fireworks Sitting on a blanket with friends More water, though not as noticable as the first wave A tree, glowing with lights and family all around Hair wet and your shirt changing colors A field, full of trees of silver Walking in peace The surf’s up 2018
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Feb 1, 2020
Feb 1, 2020 at 1:03 AM UTC
The Surf’s Up
It hit hard Warm water streams through your hair It’s salty, or so you think Eyes open up, fireworks Sitting on a blanket with friends More water, though not as noticable as the first wave A tree, glowing with lights and family all around Hair wet and your shirt changing colors A field, full of trees of silver Walking in peace The surf’s up 2018
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Theebeatnik
31/M/Milwaukee, WI
Feb 1, 2020
Feb 1, 2020 at 1:03 AM UTC
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