October 2, 2017
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Every wave crashing is a moment past
1 am rush on a tuesday
Heavy eyes and weak bodies draped under cabanas on baby blue beach chairs
The stars like crystals
The sand like velvet
Clouds like pink cotton candy
Sleep escapes reality
But dreams have never been this good

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