Dear Ocean,

You hit me all the time with all your natural strength Most of the times when my friends come over, you steal their sandals or their jewelry and take ’em with you. After dawn, your bones are scattered everywhere. Seems like you work hard overnight. People seem to think about you as pleasant, but they wouldn’t be able to recognize you when it rains. You let all your fury and at times cause disasters.

by Sylvia, 11th grade

Wash it all away – Freshwater Bay, Isle of Wight
Originally uploaded  to flickr by s0ulsurfing

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