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Nov 2023
With seashell propped
Against her curls.
Her mouth held
In line of concentration.
Her five year old self listened
For sound of ocean.
Last summer’s trip
Trapped inside.
Rebecca
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Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
(59/F/Virginia)   
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