The moon is almost full and threw its refelction over the ocean last night as she crashed to the shore. There is an eerie lack of winds blowing, the crashing ocean is not drowned out by the howling wind here. A fresh and salty scent fills the air as the sky turns endlessly black sprinkled with the occassion of star light. The ocean at night is bigger as the water joins the sky in their immensity and the two become one. Only the moon knows where the sky ends and the ocean begins.
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