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Words from the heart, Harriet Clifford ...

Belhaven's Cadence

Salty wind’s caresses. River view’s intoxication. Downtown’s subtle hum. Seagulls’ singing laughs. Waddling, road-crossing geese. Tempos syncing into my own. Is this possible? Such harmonizing with a venue that everything about me becomes an unbroken beat?  

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