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Feel the ocean run beneath your feet...
Feel the sand gently sink into the spaces between your toes...
Feel the sunshine brush against you silken face...
Every pore...
Every breath...
Every moment...
Relying on whether or not you live life to the fullest...
The ocean is our life...
The sand is the moments; curled up beneath ourselves so that we remember...
And the sunshine is our hearts...Bringing light to each new day...
Thank you, Sam. I am regaining my poetic self.
Feel the sand gently sink into the spaces between your toes...
Feel the sunshine brush against you silken face...
Every pore...
Every breath...
Every moment...
Relying on whether or not you live life to the fullest...
The ocean is our life...
The sand is the moments; curled up beneath ourselves so that we remember...
And the sunshine is our hearts...Bringing light to each new day...
Thank you, Sam. I am regaining my poetic self.