There is a place by the ocean,
a burial site for flesh and steel
beasts
where mast meets
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There is a place by the ocean,
a burial site for flesh and steel
beasts
where mast meets
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Who can walk today
when leaves leapfrog across the boulevard
and swirl recklessly round each
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The seashells near the ocean
where I grew up are storytellers.
Every morning, feet burning
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A silky warm scent coats the air.
Soft layered rose tutus push
their blush pale skirts
to float
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