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Rushing to the sand,
Smelling the sea, it's tang
Closed eyed, the air is balmy
The stones were rough
but i don't mind walking with my feet still bare
I can feel the heat of the sun
I know better than to run
28 Launches
Part of the Poetry collection
Published on July 28, 2017
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