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Sister, Seashore

...and Her white, peaked breath beckons 'til we heed Her call and She flirts with us, Her emerald eyes entrancing us all and She waves - the wind whipping wildly through Her cotton coiffure and She sings to us - oh so sweetly - a lullaby, so pure and this is how we melt, Her and I, into the dream of us, into the sky...

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Date: 5/13/2016 11:10:00 PM
APRIL, Fantastic writing, glad to read your poem tonight. Forever ~LINDA~
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Date: 5/12/2016 9:32:00 AM
April, creative and well done. Thank you for sharing. **SKAT** -
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