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Manipulation, Frog, Bench, Ocean, Heavy Rain

Foul Weather

Storm is fierce but I elect To wend my way towards the beach Clad in foul weather gear I suspect 'twill be a push to reach. Down a path, that's far too long Hampered by intemperate force Under Sou'wester singing song The trail is lined with winter gorse. Sand squishing under boot Rain, wind, and waves Ominous atmosphere feels acute Suddenly feeling not too brave. With trepidation I observe Two boats surging within the storm Volatile weather does unnerve Wet and weary needing warmth. Squelching back the way I came Last look at seething angry sea Ocean painting of great acclaim Kodak moment will stay with me.
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