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The Turning Of The Tide
The Turning Of The Tide
Walking along the beach at sunset
A romantic moment at holiday’s end
The sand and condoms slip between our toes
The dying red rays reflecting in rock pools of piss
And glinting off discarded coco-cola bottles
Children collecting the shell-like husks of food cartons
And skimming smooth flat plastic plates into the sea
Surf lapping gently against ...
Tuesday 21st July 2020 11:41 am
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