Back
In my world
By the sea
With the nip
Of this seasons
First arctic air
On the Wind
And in my face
I breathe in deeply
With a half smile
Half grimace
I go about my days
As even in this
There is beauty
That breaks through
The barometric
Induced pain
This I know
No matter
How bad
I can always
Stand by the shore
Focus
On the tide
Until I feel those joints no more
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