G'day, mate
I watch footprints dissipate in quiet low tide ripples. Sporadic sparkling speckled in sea foam-- bedazzled memories. My face, leashed to the heavens, leans on beams of brighter light.
Loving-you images spread north, south, east, west painting a portrait across a most captivating evening sky.
I hope you don't mind, mate.
I thought, the lines were too fragmented.
I made a few minor ajustments.
GIVE or take,
John
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