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Accented scarlet ringlets dance in the wind

as she twirls silently in the blue moonlight

to the soft rhythmic waves.

Her eyes closed tight, insulated from the world.

Breathing softly as she soaks in the cool salt air,

never losing balance on the precarious stones.

The breeze carries the scent of sweet wild flowers

past the young girls freckled nose

she opens her eyes slowly,

catching the first light of the morning.

For a brief moment she smiles

then continues to twirl.