Tuesday 17th September

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Some days the sky is cerulean

Tranquil seas break on the sand

The golden sun shines down

Loved-up couples, hand in hand

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And some days, well….

Life is not so serene

Always thinking

What might have been

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Precious Angel son

xxxxxx

Beautifully blue over Porthmeor

Not many people around

Breezy and quiet at the harbour