Jul 2019
Moving blues
And crashing greens
I don't know
What it all means.
Rolling waves
And steady sounds.
A salty breeze
And water all around.
Beautiful
That's what I think.
Moving blues
Under skies of pink.
And crashing greens
I don't know
What it all means.
Rolling waves
And steady sounds.
A salty breeze
And water all around.
Beautiful
That's what I think.
Moving blues
Under skies of pink.
Feel free to critique!
(19/F/United States)
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