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Beaches-
On a gloomy dark night,
Dressed in a floral skirt, walking on a beach
Soaking her feet in the sand, feeling like grounding all the animosity,
the light cool breeze touching her rosy cheeks, nose and long lashes,
Raising her black damp hair on the side of her neck,
it felt like a breath of heaven, soothing her soul,
the calming voice of the waves hitting the seashore played a harmonious melody,
As the cold sea touched her feet and went past, all her restlessness settled.
She knew why it felt like home.
