[shadow stretch]
the morning started with interweavings so i ran my feet over the pavement. i cradled the strawberries and then we met. i was so glad. it was restful full of rest. i didn't know we would drive i didn't know i would see the coast. the rock faces told us things when we drove by and then it was the sand and the sun. all the tiny granules i held them and the beach held us. we talked and quiet stole over me. i was home.
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