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Horizon

There is salt on skin, remnants of waves.
Sand patterns between freckles.

The water is known; these rocks are proven.
Fossils encased in liquid that spans to horizon

Faith is never so simple but makes sense in waves.

I worship this sea, I praise the salt that clings to me.

Horizon

There is salt on skin, remnants of waves.
Sand patterns between freckles.

The water is known; these rocks are proven.
Fossils encased in liquid that spans to horizon

Faith is never so simple but makes sense in waves.

I worship this sea, I praise the salt that clings to me.

Adair Rice  28, Seattle

 
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