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Aug 2014
I love the ocean but I hate the beach.
I feel out of place.
I feel it used to be our place.
A place we could run free.
A place where we could just be.
Listening to the waves crash down one on another just like our bodies crashing together.
I may never go back to the beach.
But every time I hear the waves it’s like I’m there again.
Marisa Hope
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Marisa Hope  27/F/Nashville
(27/F/Nashville)   
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