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Cool winds circling round, deep emerald ocean pond, in dancing waves you play salty summer songs of weathered boats and rustic harbor homes. Seagulls perched about the lawns, some on rooftops peering down flower baskets overfilled, spilling mad their colors on the ground. A vacant nest amid the vines so twisty, Springtime birds have all flown leaving remnant feathers of shell and bone. Seaweed floats, it clings, wrapped to posts and rings ocean otters sleeping sound at bay in a sky of blue, changing hues soon drifts away the day.
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Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 1:24 PM UTC
Coastal town
Cool winds circling round, deep emerald ocean pond, in dancing waves you play salty summer songs of weathered boats and rustic harbor homes. Seagulls perched about the lawns, some on rooftops peering down flower baskets overfilled, spilling mad their colors on the ground. A vacant nest amid the vines so twisty, Springtime birds have all flown leaving remnant feathers of shell and bone. Seaweed floats, it clings, wrapped to posts and rings ocean otters sleeping sound at bay in a sky of blue, changing hues soon drifts away the day.
ca-guilfoyle
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Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 1:24 PM UTC
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