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Solitude...

The late afternoon sun
Poured the tints of crimson
Onto the emerald sea...
Alone the damsel sat on a rock-
Glancing the mighty waves,
Slapping against the shore..
A whiff of rain settled on her nose,
As her willowy figure slowly cast shadows-
Over the warm,golden sands..
Sea gulls she discerned at a distance,
Roars of the belligerant sea she perceived,
And for long she sat,
Enjoying the bliss of solitude...