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I look out my window and I see sun-kissed clouds framing the sea, a sea pale and blue, calm, serene, awaiting the darkness to descend on it again, but some how I know, that no matter how dark it gets or how much sand the incoming tide with it takes, there would still be stars to illuminate what remains and to their light I will sit there and write, bathed in the first waves of the night feeling the wet, warm sand slip trough my feet maybe their destiny to meet. So I hurry down to the beach... Sign in to see full entry.