I can smell the salty breeze of the ocean.
The waves clash with the shore.
My toes are buried in the sand, it was warm.
It almost burned my toes and the touch.
The wind flipped my soft long brown hair back and it caressed my face.
I stood there in awe of the scenery on front of me.
The oceans waves kept coming in as the sun was going down leaving pretty colours in the sky, the moon slowly showing up and he starts joined.
It was beautiful.
And I loved it.
My skin was left tingling by the time the wind calmed to a stop.
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Observance
عشوائيThis is just what I observe around me. What I see in my eyes. These are old and I wrote them when I was like 13-15 years old, just publishing them! °~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~° -NO COPY WRITE!-
