desmondb1

== At Omana beach  Cicators buzzing louder than an orchestra through speakers telling us to go to lunch.
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 Sweet perfume from people who are trying to wear  over the wind.

 Itching termites bite my flesh, I smack myself, it hurts to death.

 The ocean sparkles like tears of joy that have zoomed through the beautiful world.

 It makes me think about looking after the beach.  B1 Desmond 201