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Waves

May 11, 2018
By SandraVacca BRONZE, Chesapeake, Virginia
SandraVacca BRONZE, Chesapeake, Virginia
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You come and go.

Never staying long.

Your touch cold.

Your breath salty.

The cries of birds,

come and go.

Children running on you,

Come and go.

You leave behind,

Your little teeth. 



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