Melbourne 365: Day 323

We picked our path across the kelp-slippery rocks, balancing on the edge of the sea.
We breathed in the wet, salty air, and exhaled our tired tensions.

And we forgot, for a while, that this was not our home.
And that time stretched out, all the way to the wave-rippled horizon.

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Melbourne 365: Day 323