It always seems as summer ends and the beaches grow cold and barren, my mind settles into a mode of reflection and contemplation.
Some memories frolicking in the ocean waves.... ROAR ! with laughter and passion!
Others bring monotonous waves of pain....
Gentle clouds in the distance . No footsteps in the sand. Misted path obscures what lies ahead....
Some memories frolicking in the ocean waves.... ROAR ! with laughter and passion!
Others bring monotonous waves of pain....
Gentle clouds in the distance . No footsteps in the sand. Misted path obscures what lies ahead....
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