Sea poem

I feel the ocean’s pull, I hear her waves, I sink my feet in her warm sand and I feel the coolness of her water. The sun has set and the tide becomes more restless, preparing to welcome the moon very soon. Sea gulls flapping their wings, flying high; then higher and they float away with the wind…

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