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The sky is gray The water's waves reach the shore Shells, sand, and rocks can be seen With the sand under foot You can hear the water's voice
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Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 10:57 AM UTC
Point Gratiot
The sky is gray The water's waves reach the shore Shells, sand, and rocks can be seen With the sand under foot You can hear the water's voice
Point Gratiot is a park/picnic area near Lake Erie. I wrote this poem on July 27, 2012.
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Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 10:57 AM UTC
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