I Forgot How Much I Loved…

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I forgot how much I loved the sound of wind and water, white noise crashing against my eardrums in a cacophony of softness

New loves like marmite on toast can’t compare to the old and true loves of my soul.

There will always be wind and sea and sun, I hope, until the latter burns out and we are lost forever.

Until then, however, I’ll enjoy the view from my little stowaway table in our little apartment by the sea.

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Classical Singer & Amateur Prose Writer

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Classical Singer & Amateur Prose Writer

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