the waves are crashing behind me and the sunset is painting everything golden. just standing here letting the warm breeze tangle my hair while the water licks at my toes. feeling the salt on my skin and the last light of the day.

Siohban Kelly

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the waves are crashing behind me and the sunset is painting everything golden. just standing here letting the warm breeze tangle my hair while the water licks at my toes. feeling the salt on my skin and the last light of the day.

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