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1. Reshy de Creshy says:

   6 February , 2013 - 22:41

   We sit down here, our favourite place,
   Our lives before us, a daunting race,
   A cooling breeze whispers,
   The sound of some curlews and the moon beams down.
   Reflected light on a calm night,
   Contentment, bliss, I wish life was packed with this.

   A blue, green and grey, a yellow haze,
   A warm glow on the water,
   A town, a village, is that the marina?
   “A-wooo!” Popsy bellows,
   No happier moment to remember,
   Thick warm air,
   The gentle sound of the sea, by the creek, at night, on The Island.

   We can sense a crackling of something under the mud,
   And the heady smell of seaweed,
   That beautiful twinkle of stars,
   And the shimmering water,
   The warm air by the creek, at night, on The Island.

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