A Secluded Beach

Gently rolls the waves
Crashing is too strong a word
Licking the coastline

A tender breeze blows
It hardly disturbs the sand
Whooshing over all

It is a clear sky
Yellow sun amidst blue sky
A blanket of warmth

Not a soul present
No creature to bear witness
To the beached dead whale

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