sixty-two summer days

Blue. Turquois. Azure. The ocean. Its beauty, unspoken. The beach I see from out my small window always makes me unfold my stories behind my smiles and tears. Daydreaming all day all night secretly wishing for it to be all real. Life seemed to be too hard. It’s too hard. Escape I can create, glaring at this infinite beauty. Sunset. Stary night. Morning breeze. Here I portray. Sandy toes and salty kisses. My hair fizzing up for the crispy warm wind, waking me up to see the reality. This all about my life. My story. I hope one day ill be able to be proud of myself. being courageous to anything. For I have made out of myself. still 17. Still young. Makes mistakes. Never perfect.
Thanks you for all my dearest follower appreciating my work. Truly amazing.
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