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Last Dip
The fall is here
Upon the shore,
A step once tried
To take before.
The water buzzes
Like salt water to mouth,
The haze of sunset
Toes feeling it out.
The summer is gone
Like Ceilidhs in PEI,
A need to give this wave
A best try.
The air hints winter
But veins are warm,
Creating their version
Of the ideal dawn.
A time for goodbye
Upon this last dip,
A ripple takes over
And makes a new trip…
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