Down by the riptide

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Here is where you get caught
The waves 
And the breeze 
Trickle your skin
The beauty before the storm
Then once it hits
You forget who you areAll Rights Reserved

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The riptide
Mon, Mar 26, 2018

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The riptide
Mon, Mar 26, 2018

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