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Sting

Sting Strolling along the sandy beach The tide is far and away I cannot glance into the sky, so blue and bright that day Lit upon the grainy sands Sucking from below Quenching the tiniest of thirsts, just along the row My sandals left behind For a lovely natural abrasion Callouses aside by a softer, watery fashion Camouflage and coloring While sipping sweet relief There is no buzzing from below, or as I place my feet The sounds I make that crack the heat While hopping all around Come forth from the tiniest of beasts, who simply defends its ground

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 10/3/2019 4:57:00 PM
Lee congratulations on your place in the contest!
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Date: 9/12/2019 11:24:00 PM
This was amazing little write! It flowed perfectly and I could not stop reading and loved it all the way!;)
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Date: 9/9/2019 12:41:00 PM
You Share Good, Lee, You really evoke Barefoot! You've captured beach walking and compassion for helpless defensive insects which are not stalking. Keep writing, Chaim
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