A Sharp Realization at the ShoreA Poem by OceanaThe beach poem's a rite of passage, eh?it's strange to think that the first thing you do when you come home from the beach is shower as if you weren't dying for salty skin and hot sandy hair like i was like you only went to wash it all off it's terrifying to think that every time you go to the beach you go with me -"
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StatsAuthorOceanaNot Quite BostonAboutthe documents on my computer are equal parts essays on the middle east and never-quite finished nonsensical stories. i would like to say i have a zeal for life but my caffeine addiction must first .. more..Writing
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