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. . .

less windy today
baby waves attempt their own mighty roar
give the onlookers an eyeful of a tireless show
then gallop in fanciful grown-up pride and hit the shore

©hülya n. yılmaz, 3.9.2017

Inside my car; front line; at the harbor on East Lake Road in Westfield, NY


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