I was born
This is a true story. An absolutely verified truth.
Just another day at the beach. Those of you who have one may take yours for granted.
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Honey, Will You Feel Alive With Me
What the beach means to you isn't the same thing for me.
Where the ocean meets the sand
My special place.
Broken down rocks...
Crumbled to pieces...
a beach is merely a breath's away...
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The Ocean of Vibrations
This is my first poem... short story...? I dunno. It's somthing. The idea was partialy inspired by the conceptual album Tommy, by The Who.
i hate the beach
sorry, just a small rant.
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