The Ocean by Julio Polanco I wish I could explain the feeling, But it’s not as simple as a feeling. The cool droplets of water, dripping down my skin. The air is light, almost like it flows through my entire body with every breath It was an experience I’ll never have again. It was a mixture of scenery and scenario. Everything in the right place at the right time. The calming silence. Clashing with the crashing waves. The breeze was so comforting. To this day, I long for that comfort. I long for the ocean.
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