If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead: I Recall the Ocean

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Tuesday, November 13, 2007

I Recall the Ocean

I can close my eyes and remember, like a dream, the beauty of the water, how it magnificently roared, came crashing down, and gently touched shore. I remember, like a dream, it regressed, my feet fell in the sand, the water ran quickly back, and I stood there... waiting to be touched again. Sign in to see full entry.

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