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Jun 2016
I walk slowly up the dunes, it's sand still warm from the sun. Empty now there is no one.

calling me closer, the waters edge glowing green. the beach at night is truly a dream

My feet in the sand, i can feel the oceans heart beat, close to the edge now, wet sand on my feet.

Never more at peace then  right now, walking the shoal. ahead in the darkness wanders another lost soul.

Still longing ,still looking for something untold.
I often walk the beach at night especially in the fall, you can still hear the laughter from the day before
Adolph Hamilton
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Adolph Hamilton  Bass River
(Bass River)   
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