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Today, I went to a cold, windy place– many dunes (so much sand), a peaceful aura and loud waves. (Take a breath, let it out.) I sat and listened. The rocks under my feet, the salty taste of the air– they’ll stay with me forever.

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rebecca-maxine

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rebecca-maxine

American

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Mar 19, 2013

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