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The Tide
SW (Midnight on July 31,1991 / Spring Branch> TEXAS :))

The Tide

Silky waves roaring ashore, dancing among the rocks, smoothly gliding out again.
Cool salty air rippling in with the tide.
Scream of the seagull and the whisper of the ocean current.
Chilly damp sand molds to my feet.
Light tang of salt in the air.
Reeds sway softly, dancing with the wind.

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