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Jan 2019
Sun
blankets
tidal waves
heading to shore.
Sky turns orange-grey.
No one in sight means this:
Nature embraces you whole.
You will doze on the shore, baptized.
The ocean is one; you are many.
Peace infiltrates. waters your bone-dry soul.
Arlice W Davenport
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Arlice W Davenport  M/Kansas
(M/Kansas)   
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