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OUR ROMANCE
The nearly setting, sanguine sun caressed the ocean’s crest And at that point, where the two touched the sunset paused at rest. For moments the two joined in time as would a pare of friends And then departed company as the pale sun descends.
The moon arrived to say hello to the ocean’s expanse And whispered to the white caps there, “Is life not our romance?” ~Robert E. Browne~
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