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Force of Nature Sunset melts in violet shades as tide recedes in a chilly froth Intent on chasing my footsteps erasing traces of my whereabouts Relentless, an albatross floats seemingly tethered in the wind Mounds of feathery sea oats wave gripped by their stubborn roots I could retreat like the waves allow the gusts to escort me back So the sand wouldn't sting my face but then my tears couldn't dry Perhaps... in constraint there is freedom for the albatross the sea oats and me. |
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