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Montego Bay

by Styles

Tired, he slept. The breath of a cool breeze passing. The wind swept across banana leaves ablaze golden red ashes burning as grey smoke pours from the remnants of the fire. The aroma of ripe jackfruit taints the Smokey air. Turquoise- blue, Ocean; waves riding the current. Tidal waves drowning the shoreline, consuming it one rip-tide at a time. Baby Blue-crabs racing frantically. Claw tracks marking, as they paw against the damp beach sand. Palm trees swaying, leaves dancing in the breeze. Seagulls soaring, as their wings expand, gliding on bands of the wind.
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Sep 24, 2014
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