The beach
The Beach
The beach is beautiful
The waves crashing
like puppies wrestling in the back yard
The sand
squishing
and rubbing
between my toes
The waves feel like you're letting go of the world
Like you're at peace with everything
Like you don't have to worry about anything
Like you can walk around with no care in the world
and be free
Like you can just fall
and you know someone
will
catch
you
When the waves stop,
the world comes back
Like someone
just took away something
something
that you've been working for
all your life
and now
it's gone
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