Mae

-𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑-

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The cold sand swept through my bare feet, and I looked up to feel the wind brushing my hair and the plastic being swept away by the cold wind. I looked around and there was a long sandy yard on either side of the sea where the sea splashed violently. Rocks carved in the sand, raging seagulls flocking to food on rough road asphalt, looking back at the sea....

..... "This is the place where I can finally be free"this is where I could finally be free"

-𝙼𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙷 𝙾𝙵 𝙼𝙰𝚈-