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A Thoughtby Linda Etheridgesends out its band a flaxen flash on grey peat sand. In swiss chard dream they run towards sea a juniper triad on wildwood beach there are grapes and peaches a time to be free. Under colorful rays and pink sand umbrellas billow sandpipers sway. It's nearing two an ice cream vendor nears the three at an old Ford's fender. The car was special long ago, now its marred time to go. Finally with a taffy twist three salty souls head home behind them, the ocean mists. The shore is sovereign deep and cool It's a palace of open light nobody's fool. |
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