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Oct 2012
Looking up
at the sky.
Listening to seagulls
flying by.

Feel the sand
beneath your feet.
Let yourself relax
Fall into sleep.

Smell the ocean
Beautiful and infinite.
Wishful dreams
of swimming in it

Taste the rays
of a sun gone by
as you lie there
no longer alive.
Written by
michael warner
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