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Oct 2012
Let me take you to my special place
Where I go to think, to read, to write, to breathe
To feel, to cry, to dance, and to smile
I grew up walking across it's endless rocky shore
Across the plains of the ocean depth
When the beams of silver moon have called the ocean away
And pulling with it the darkest of secrets that reside there
I love that place
Everything about it


I love the smells of that place
the tangy briny twist of salt in the air
The smokey memory of an open fire
And that nameless flavor rinding on the wind
that your mind cannot connect to scent

I love the mystery of that place
the untold story that lies with each faded footprint in the sand
the romantic language spoken by the howling wind and roaring waves
And the sense of longing each of us posses for the world that resides in the darkest depths of the sea

I love the feeling of that place
The comforting echo of familiar memories
the gentle caress of the cool Arctic wind on my skin
And the completing sense that everything is right

I love that place
It's where I'm happy
It's where I belong
Mariah Fairre
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Mariah Fairre
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   --- and Ishita Bhatia
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