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Apr 2017
The water swells,
small waves roll into the beach
the ocean,
sends it's soft thundering
to where we sit amongst the driftwood
-contemplating the hazy obscurity spread before us.

The sea's gentle rumbling
is that of a slumbering beast
a deep
                slow
                        breath
in
            and then
                                           out.
waiting,
for the season to change.
Juniper-Mae Gittens
Written by
Juniper-Mae Gittens  West Coast of B.C.
(West Coast of B.C.)   
677
   Elizabeth Squires and ---
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