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Etiquette Waived Maigc 9
Dripping with the salt of the waves
I lie back on the beach and inhale;
The energy of the night misbehaves;
Crystals shine in the moonlight
illuminating the path the sand paves;
Rules collapse with a rhythmic crash;
Etiquette that the ocean waives
with the tingling of a bonfire veil;
Wild ardor the full moon craves.
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Melani Udaeta
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