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Random First Lines:Something I wrote for a creative writing competition, based around the relationship between the sun and the moon. » Read
Beach is beautiful place in our country
By Old Sea
What do each dawning tell me morning after morning ?..
A dreadful equilateral link,
that persecutes our time,
when ghostly shadows sink,
like monsters in odd rhyme.
A sea travel of a nautilus passes through odd paths
Crows and gulls in winter disport and huddle and fuss and fly and amuse me greatly
By Silver Wings
The sea to me is always one of such expanse of the unknown. It has always fasinated me...