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Sweet, soft sand
under my toes
Falling asleep to that
sweet hazel breeze
Midnight stars
o'er my head
waves roar in my brain
sitting in a ball
confusing satellites
for stars
confusing my shoes
for rocks
melancholy twilight
crying after the sun,
intoxicating smell
only here
inhale that sweet
plant scent
on the cliffs
eyes open wide
with
adrenaline
pumping through my soul
the ocean is within me