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All we need. To take away our words. Is the cool, gentle breeze. And the lovely. pineapple trees. Just you and me. Connected to. the seven seas. Silent or loud. The waves crash around. All we need.
#xmasparody #midnightblue #ColourChallenge 11.57 Heaven. In Brighton. By the pier, underneath. A beer. The wind. The rain. Seagulls. Stones and slate. 11.58 It's late. But I have a joint.
#colourchallenge #midnightblue A piece of glass, Washed up on the shore, Midnight blue in colour, Edges smooth, A piece of glass and ones story, Where did you come from. Wealth and glory.
Defining summer: Sun, for me, The gentle hush, Of the racing sea... Collecting sea shells, Washing hair- It's filled with sea salt: A nightmare.
I think I'll finish the beach series now. Maybe I might do a few more. I don't know. What do you think.