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Beachy walking in the sand, past dawn like the gauzy clouds that tear away from the passionate moon and fall to the misty Earth before the dusk is sated and put drunkenly to sleep the sea is a cocktail of orgiastic scents and pleasures, it hangs a heavy musk on the breezes it whispers warmly on the neck the beach-sand tailors itself to to the soles of my feet, it can make a mold for my Earthly body more precise than a coffin there is no peace in silence and no solitude in a Christian death; Beachy musings I cast in bronze
Posted on: Wed, 13 Aug 2014 02:35:35 +0000

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