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Jul 2018
I stood head turned to the side
Feet buried in the sand
Watching the sun set behind you
Unaware of you're affect on the beach
Awestruck
As your curls melted into the glows
With the ocean screaming for me to run to you
In every crashing bellow of the tides
Although I a man of land and tree
Was hopelessly searching for a daughter of the sea
And we should meet where the sea and land shall meet
Vinnie Brown
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Vinnie Brown  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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