Sharing Things.
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The whitest icing-froth on tops of waves.
Breakers sweeping in, wetting sheets of sand.
Blue horizon, showing how much distance
Lies between us, you and me. Then I save
A shell I find, thinking you would love such
Pretty edge of brown and white. I might just
Try to visualize the ancient rocks, which
Hollow into secret caves. There is much
Today to tell you. Sharing things I see
Lessens all the parting miles for me - nearly.
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