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The nights chill breeze nips at my neck.
The stars seem faint, quiet, peaceful.
Crashing sound of waves on rock,
the frigid water below beckons.
A Storms' fast approaching,
clouds are moving quickly
and streching out fast,
all encompassing.
Frightening.
Beautifull.
The stars seem faint, quiet, peaceful.
Crashing sound of waves on rock,
the frigid water below beckons.
A Storms' fast approaching,
clouds are moving quickly
and streching out fast,
all encompassing.
Frightening.
Beautifull.
Poem i wrote a few years ago
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