Do you hear that? The sound of the ocean waves as they cry out in pain when each one of their fingertips gropes against the barnacle covered rocks. If you carefully turn your gaze over your right shoulder, your eyes might settle on the think bodies of the weeds as they strongly pull themselves up through the spaces in the warm rocks. on the left side of you the story takes your eyes to the sky as you open your view o the kaleidoscope of pigments creating a painting in the sky. If you look behind you, there they are. All your memories and plans that have passed simply sparkle behind you. Yet ahead, that is where your eyes seem to focus. Things to come and new chances to take are out there. Your eyes drink it all in.
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