Riding atop upon a crest of waves,
Is a different exhilerating experience...
Than one sitting on a beach and sipping lemonade,
Imagining as if in the midst surrounded by wind.
And being told of it,
As a jotting down on paper...
What was felt to never forget,
Is vividly remembered to capture...
Poetically.
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