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Facing the Emerald Sea

Dec.18,2012       Walking slowly along the beach,November’s wind is cold, As is the water-

I run from the pearly waves drawing towards  my dry feet,

Reaching my eyes,where as to follow,reminds me of where I used to go,

Watching the brilliant colors of the crisp clear sunset,

Casting the greatest gleam across the sky,lit as if an arch-less rainbow,

Fading Emerald Green flashing brightly before dark sets in,

  I turn with a teardrop, as I face the world again,back into the race I descend,

Sleep until the following the day,Awaken refreshed,another break surely awaits ,

As my feet hit the ground.

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