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Marina @ Twilight
i gaze at the sky, a hundred clouds in motion.
piled beneath the winds, as the vapors drew
beautifully tainted in colors of summer hue.
The glossy sky fades into the night
transforming into further wonderful sight
a soft, sweet fragrance in the air
spreading its magic every where.
After all the turmoil of the day
the ocean sets in the mood to play
and the waves weaved a pleasant tune
as they rise to kiss the moon.
5:40 PM
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