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Memory

October 11, 2016
By EricSmith BRONZE, Bay City, Michigan
EricSmith BRONZE, Bay City, Michigan
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The air so pure.
With water, as cold as ice.

The day, in 90 degree heat.
Humidity is non-existent.

Unimaginal views calling my name, just like my mother.
Ocean so blue, so clear.
Like walking through a sheet of solid glass.

Breathing stops.
Just to take it all in.

Reaching down, to find a memory of a lifetime.
And realizing what it really means.

One, single breath.



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