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It wasn't that I couldn’t imagine it. Rather, I could almost conjure the choreography to mind. One of his hands would graze at the side of my face. One finger would extend and stroke me, from my temples to my chin. He would press my body against something
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I am alone with my thoughts, alone in my trek, alone in my life.
But there is another figure who walks another beach
Gazing in my direction from a thousand miles away
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The wind was rushing through the island like a comb gliding through thick, and dense hair.A dark flash striking the ocean with amazing speed. The ocean was fighting within itself. The waves pushed and pulled, creating white caps that went past the city.
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He went to sleep that night with one thought. He said it aloud, to make sure the island heard as well. Cuddled into his tarp and weeds, he whispered, "When you need me, I'll be ready."
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It’s been a series of bad clams
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Except where its waves break gently,/
white frothed and reassuring along the shore,
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The last time he saw his psychic, she told him you're gonna die within six months.
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Thus, more people can drown//
and leave their bones
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Nothing changes; the moon arcs its mindful lemon eye. . .
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How a breeze feels evaporating sweat on neck and forearms.
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