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Running Towards the Widest Ocean
I was barely nine or ten beginning to feel emotion 
when I started to run as if chasing a balloon
flying towards the widest ocean
of deep blue with clouds drifting by too impossible to reach...
while my memory recalled another, peaceful noon
spent on the quitest, prettiest beach.
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Categories: widest, adventure, childhood, mother, music,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things