Endless Hope 08/29/2020 R.M. Carlson Flash Fiction 4 comments The sound of the water lapping against the shore. It soothes my cares away. Endless peace. Endless hope. Share this:TweetEmailMoreShare on TumblrPrintWhatsAppPocketTelegramLike this:Like Loading... Related
I live by a beach, and I wander down to the water’s edge most days. It’s calming and inspirational. Nice one My eighteen! LikeLike Reply
The beach is a wonderful place, as long as it’s a quiet beach! Thanks for the comment! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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There’s something about waves…
Nice take on the prompt.
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Yes there is. Thank you and thanks for the comment!
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I live by a beach, and I wander down to the water’s edge most days. It’s calming and inspirational. Nice one
My eighteen!
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The beach is a wonderful place, as long as it’s a quiet beach! Thanks for the comment!
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