the blueness of the sky above the green-grays of the water. the whiteness of the waves as they roll up towards the browns and blacks of the sand. as i stand on the sand, the water rushes up over my feet. it is icy cold. the water recedes and i turn to walk up the beach when a wave rolls from the ocean, splashing water up my legs, soaking the bottoms of my cropped jeans. my footprints follow me from the waters
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Lovely pictures and lovely thoughts. <3
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