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I live on an island.

So quiet.

Where I can see the ocean.

Everyday breathe it's life.

When the sea is angry.

I can feel the spray hit my cheek.

And when the tide is calm.

I can feel the surf.

When it's misty.

Early in the morning.

I can see shadows of the strait.

Where islands loom in shroud.

And when it's raining.

I can look out my window.

And see the billions.

Of tiny raindrops.

Mix with their mother.

Into a swirling mass.

For my middle name is Michelle.

And I'm the island girl.

Who loves the island.