The Ocean made her feel things nothing else could give her. The way the Ocean crashed upon the shore, quickly retreating, as of it didn't want to hurt the sand. The way the waves curled. The way the salty water tasted in her mouth. The way the breeze carried away her soul.
She loved the Ocean and the Ocean loved her.
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Excerpts From Stories I Will Never Write
Storie breviThe title is pretty self explanatory. This book is just a bunch of drabbles, thoughts and other stuff.
