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The Shoreline — Photo-artistry by kenne

They are in me, in my speechless
life of barrier beach
As it lies open
to the night, out there.

There is no out there.
All is open.
Open water. Open I.

On the edge of the moment that is now the center
From the open sea.

— from The Outer Banks by Muriel Rukeyser

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