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Sep 2017
There's nothing that can beat
Walking along the beach
With the waves hitting your feet
In the scorching heat

Miles of soft, golden sand
I run some through my hand
Waves splashing against the shore
Is a sound that I adore

Feeling the warm breeze
Puts me at such ease
I tilt my head up towards the sun and smile
And close my eyes for a while

This beach is my paradise
It's tranquility is enough to entice
Me to come back year after year
Because when I am here
My mind is clear
Sarah Davidoff
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Sarah Davidoff  28/F/United Kingdom
(28/F/United Kingdom)   
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