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Beach

I dream of 

The sun is hot 

The water is cold 

I hear laughter

I hear fun 

I smell salt

I smell mist

I see waves 

I see boats 

I feel sand 

I feel a towel

I taste salt 

I taste a sand-witch 

                                                 I am at the beach!! 
 
Posted: 02.12.20
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