6 Days

October 13, 2016 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on 6 Days

Strolling

strand

shifting

sands

mete

soul,

and

bracing,

I

realize…

neither

high

tide

nor

consensus

matter–

–only

the

breakers.

stanzas

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