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North Shore

ONCE I WAS STANDING ON THE NORTH SHORE WATCHING THIS INCOMING HIDEOUS WHORE NOW, LET ME MAKE CLEAR IT WAS A FORTY FOOT SURF THAT WHEN CRASHED ON THE BEACH IT CREATED A BURST IT LET LOOSE A ROAR THAT SHATTERED A MILE THE AQUA BLUE HEATHEN FORCED ME TO SMILE WHEN SHE RATTLED AND RUMBLED AND SHOOK ALL AROUND US THAT EXACERBATING WITCH WAS TRYING TO DROWNED US JUST LIKE HER NAME SHE WAS GRUESOME AND MEAN GHASTLY AND GHOSTLY AND LURED IS SEEMED ALMOST MACABRE IN A STRANGE WAY IF YOU CAN PICTURE THE SURF ON THAT DAY

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Book: Shattered Sighs