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A Beach House

Open the door and rest for a while, around here we stay in flip flops; A beach house never goes out of style; Our broken clock stays on island time, you’ll smell coconut in the off season; Salt is meant for drinks with a lime; May hear the ocean in every corner or instantly fall asleep on the sofa; Did you just get closer to the equator? Blue enigma, low key lies within; Slice of heaven on a quiet street, welcome mat reads ‘Come on in.’

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Date: 6/28/2023 5:02:00 PM
Nice poem indeed! I felt more relaxed with each line.
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