Sadder days, unwelcome in the sand dunes. My new sisters bicker while I swim, until I am exhausted, in the draining sea. There are dead jellyfish on the beach, we adopt a careful way of walking and, hours later, trek back across the golf course to the car
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Hey, beautiful.
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i've always loved you(r journal) ..
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a lot.
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