Pensive Piscean

Come swim in my ocean, amidst pearls and seaweed and resist the urge to drown

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I stand alone. The cool wind twirls around my ears playfully as I stand in the glow of a street-light. The silence is soothing, broken occasionally by the rustling of palm leaves or the distant bark of a dog marking… Continue Reading →

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