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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399209" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Running On The Beach</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Early just after dawn <br>there is salt in the air, <br>a light wind pulls at my hair<br>while I race on the beach<br>clothed in only bathing trunks, <br>trying to outrun the incoming surf, <br>which at times splashes against my body.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I pass some big rocks <br>while the white sand of Clifton<br>clings to my feet and legs, <br>the air starts to burn in my lungs, <br>while I pick up the pace, <br>finding new energy under the summer sun, <br>with the sea only touching at my feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the distance stark naked <br>two young women tan, <br>the one is lying on her stomach<br>the other is sitting up and facing me<br>and I notice that her stomach is flat, <br>her breasts are DD sized with nipples hard, <br>she says something to the other girl and is smiling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to avoid them, keep to the solitude, <br>the freedom of racing at speed, <br>with the sun and the wind touching my body, <br>while all thoughts are stripped from me<br>but one of them have got other plans, <br>gets up and steps right into my way<br>with legs wide and eyes bluer than the sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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there is salt in the air, 
a light wind pulls at my hair
while I race on the beach
clothed in only bathing trunks, 
trying to outrun the incoming surf, 
which at times splashes against my body.

I pass some big rocks 
while ..."></div>
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