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Feb 2018
As I enter the threshold of the land,
I take in a deep breath, To Smell that air.
That Salty, Seawater air.
I continue more along,

The Sand pushes its way through my toes.
My Every Nerve feeling the sand grains.
I hear the waves roar,
The Ocean most alive.

I Take a deep, slow breath,
The salty air fills my lungs,
It’s a good feeling,
To be on the beach

The Sun shines,
The earth warm
Everything is right,
I never want to leave.
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