A wooden path to the sea, salt in the air; seagulls glide above, inviting you to step off into the sand.
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #115 Poem – Wooden Path
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A wooden path to the sea, salt in the air; seagulls glide above, inviting you to step off into the sand.
Excellent. And not only gulls but also Terns. That walkway is to there to keep people from wandering into their breeding grounds
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