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Towers

Wednesday, April 08

Time, it stands still, for nearly ten miles

And the world becomes art for a little while

Crimson and lavender reflect on the glass

As I travel a corridor of mangroves and grass

A sky full of copper and gold the sun poured

The mighty sentinels guard the distant shore

A rapturous beauty that fills me with peace

Where nature’s wonders never cease

At the rocky point where the sea becomes foam

Palms wave as I pass to welcome me home

Now the guardians tower overhead

In my home by the sea to which I was led

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