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Thirsty shores quenched by laughing, lapping waves.

Sky wrinkled from a long night’s work.

Clouds, like cloaks, reveal pockets full of mystery.

Against the somber waters, wings of hope appear and my eyes can see that nature, my close companion, understands the heart.image

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