the boats
I sat on the rocks
staring at the foreign boats, the sun barely touching my face under the shadow
of trees. This is why I was alone, the only thing I could do, or was told I could
do, was dream. I dreamed up incredible stories as I was told by everyone yet I sat
there with a blank mind trying think of a story to base around the boats. I had
always been fascinated by them even when I was a child. Where did they come
from? Suddenly my mind gave me an idea and I began to work.
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