The rhythmic sound of water
lapping slowly
against the rocks,
slows my breathing,
and calms my soul.
©annettealaine2017
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The rhythmic sound of water
lapping slowly
against the rocks,
slows my breathing,
and calms my soul.
©annettealaine2017
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