Along these shores,
keepsakes wait
Rescue from waves,
seashells dream
Cold sand dwellers,
stones seek warmth
Trinkets to some,
we hold dear
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I didn’t get to spend very long in this spot, but the few minutes I had left an impression. A walk along the shoreline in Waterville brings nothing but tranquility. Amid the waves banking the shore and the light wisp of rain overhead, the breeze is always there to greet you with a friendly and warm hello. Here, the real word is far, far away.
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c.b.w. 2013