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Feb 2014
Streetlights Are The Palm Trees
The Asphalt Is The Salty Waves
Seagulls Fly Overhead It Is True
The Cold Bitter Wind Is The Warm
Salty Ocean Breeze
The Store Ahead Will Be
Our Ocean Pavilion Or Beach Hut
And We The People Are Wading Through
Our Asphalt Ocean
How Cool Are The "Waves"
Against My Ankles

*~Marian~
My Aunt Martha Told Me That I Could Imagine
The Parking Lot As An Ocean Because We Saw
Some Seagulls Flying In The Virginian Sky!!! :) ~~~~<3
She Also Told Me To Come Home And Write
A Poem About It!!! (: ~~~~~~~<3
Please Enjoy The Inspiration!!! (: ~~~~~~<3
Marian
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Marian  Faerieland and in my head
(Faerieland and in my head)   
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