Ocean spray
This gentle wind with salty breath, hold me close in bosoms of aqua-ness eagerly sink into lullabies that soothe my fears as she whispered through thesebranches, stretchedfar across oceans of uncertainties. this haven of golden shores shielding iceberg hearts, slowly melting to the chorus of our amber-orange sun, wavinggoodbye with dying breathe....
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Art….. is the footprint of inner essence – James Carver
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