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Aug 2011
Rising
Swelling
Building
Forming
Force.

Pulsating
Pushing
Frothi­ng
Seething
Force.

Cresting
Peaking
Curving
Gaining
Force

Casca­ding
Pounding
Crushing
Losing
Force

Retreating
Reforming
Endless­ly
Rebuilding
Force
I remember one night when the surf was just too much for me to watch. I kept waiting for the waves to stop, for someone to "turn it off", but no one would listen. It kept coming and coming and coming and...
Travis Barefoot
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