Beach - Book of Elsa
Beach.
Warm sand under sore feet
Wind blowing the cobwebs off a tired face
Waves crash landing on a welcoming shore
All consuming so vast and deep
My ocean is scary; my ocean is beautiful
Floating and at peace water on the mind and in
The bones
Being dragged back to shore, kicking and screaming
Book of Elsa
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