Favorite Place

April 23, 2008
Always cold, but never caring.
The views simply laconic.
Water always feeling damp.
Seeing how far you can go in.
Sand filling the flip-flops,
With every step I take.
Sea-shells buried down under,
As the sun beats down for shy seconds.
Faint views of the light house.
Only the Oregon Coast.

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