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Friday, September 19, 2025

Dingle Bay



no longer alone, at the beach edge

caressed by the bluish-white foam

she stirs my heart not my mind

too many emotions too few words

you're all i dream of deep down

as you roll in and roll out

cold kisses in the stiffened wind

another night on Dingle Bay.

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