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Dec 2020
It was another time
Walking on the large pebbles
Of Beer beach
The long shadows of the
Dry docked boats of the
Local fishermen resting
Until the next morning on
The English Sea
Stretching towards the
Jurassic cliffs that crumble
Signs warning the visitors
Of the probability of
Falling rocks
Cliff pieces

It was another time
A time I almost
Forgot
Until I returned
Beer is a seaside town in Devon, southwest England where I used to go quite regularly long ago.
Michael Adubato
Written by
Michael Adubato  60/M/Belgium
(60/M/Belgium)   
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