Yachats, Oregon

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Watching the sun go down on the roaring waves,
rain streaming down my face as if I'm crying.
My feet freezing and covered in grainy sand.
Rain droplets pitter patter on my rain coat.
Crash! Crash! The waves hit against the sharp rocks.

The waves sing a song as they roll against the sand but,
when the waves hit the sharp rocks it sounds like a big band.
The sunset is a bright orange flashlight over the waves.
As I stand here, I realize I never want to leave.
I wish I can stay here forever.