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Friday, February 19, 2021

My special place poem

 My special place 
The beach was usual enough; it had trees, rock pools, big waves, dogs, and soft sand that gets in between your toes. 
My sisters and I -
 went swimming in the salty water,  relaxed in the lava hot sun,
ran after each another and caused a fight,  did tik toks and ate
food in the burning hot sun.
Doing nothing important.
By Carla-rose