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The beaches, now empty

Another summer is gone

Tis the changing of seasons

As this sight, I came upon

Watching the sun shine

On this lonely, cool morn

With the ocean, ever lingering

While this new day is born

No footprints in the sand

Just the glow, of the skies

As I stare, at the beauty

Of a September sunrise


September Writing Prompt – September sunrise – Day 2/30

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