Constant ocean breeze
Gentle balm for weary souls
Chilly in the shade
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Channel Islands rise
Amid mist and haze and clouds
So mysterious
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Palm trees sway above me
Various seabirds take flight
Should I fear earthquakes?
***
Not quite young lovers
But rediscovering things
We had forgotten
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We walked and held hands
Along sandy, rocky shore
A new day begins
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