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Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Surfing Senses Poem

Surfing Senses Poem:)


I feel the salty water running down my sore throat as the end of our journey begins.


I hear people screaming with joy as the waves crash loudly amongst the hard rocks.


I taste a delicious brownie as my hunger flows free after all that time.


I see dogs chasing each other with happiness in their faces while the beautiful ocean roams freely.

I touch my lucky surfboard as the waves approach me for my last chance to catch a perfect wave.

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