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The Coast |
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The Coast |
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Salty waves
exploding at shore line trying to get through the fiery rock fortress. The cold, dry air hits my tongue like a juicy, tasty steak. The salty water escapes from the ocean and under my feet. The sharp rocks sting me as I walk to shore... |
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This page was last updated on April 26, 2006 by the KIWW Webmaster. |
