Life’s a beach

Salty water stings my lips as the sunlight warms my skin.

And the man selling water stumbles on a girl who rolled over to quickly.

The child and his dad bury a jelly fish, as their mother takes picture on her iPhone.

And a tanned girl does a handstand, hoping one of the boys nearby sees;

All the boys see.

And nothing is wrong and that’s alright.

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About odiousghost

Successfully going from failure to failure since 1767
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