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A Walk Along the Beach

I walked on the beach one day found a dozen shells astray placed on the shore by a Faye, each had a sleight magic fray when I cupped it to my ear a rush of wind drew it near as I heard the words so dear I understood, I was a seer.

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Date: 9/22/2021 10:18:00 PM
I see your poem as I read it. Shells are so magical. Each one is so different than the other, they don't even look real sometimes, sort of like flowers. Your poem felt relaxing and peaceful. I could hear the waves and smell the sun.
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Date: 8/1/2021 2:35:00 PM
You have lived up to your poetry name, this is a mystic rose, just love that last line!
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Date: 8/1/2021 1:09:00 AM
Lovely, the magic of seashells, left on the shore by the retreating tide...Delice
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Date: 7/31/2021 10:36:00 PM
There is abundance of calmness in this poem. Cutely exposed.
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Date: 7/31/2021 2:28:00 PM
Lovely write. God bless you. Love, Gina
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Date: 7/31/2021 5:55:00 AM
Only a seer can hear the mystical sounds of enlightenment. Much peace and serenity in this walk on the beach, Vienna.
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