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
.
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
Beautifully blue over Porthmeor
Not many people around
Breezy and quiet at the harbour