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Ocean edge, how your moods do change. Yesterday your tiny blue wavelets winked back at the early morning sun And as they ran playfully up the beach I felt refreshed by your soft body enfolding mine. Today though your long wrinkles of greeny blue make a sulky sound. A humph followed by a drawn out hissy sigh as you slowly travel up the beach flecked with spittle foam. I lie here enervated by the overcast hot humid day and feel mildly irritated by this mood I hear. But I really do not care a jot if you are going to be like that. So there. Koh Phayam. Thailand.  Dec. 2011
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Jan 25, 2020
Jan 25, 2020 at 5:12 AM UTC
MOODY BLUES
Ocean edge, how your moods do change. Yesterday your tiny blue wavelets winked back at the early morning sun And as they ran playfully up the beach I felt refreshed by your soft body enfolding mine. Today though your long wrinkles of greeny blue make a sulky sound. A humph followed by a drawn out hissy sigh as you slowly travel up the beach flecked with spittle foam. I lie here enervated by the overcast hot humid day and feel mildly irritated by this mood I hear. But I really do not care a jot if you are going to be like that. So there. Koh Phayam. Thailand.  Dec. 2011
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