Out of all fantastic choices there are,
when choosing the best time of the year, I choose now.
I have had it for this Winter up the north.
It is this break before the real heat arrives,
and fellow tourists are flooding the beach,
when Spring cats are looking for company
and the beach of Psiriara holds it´s breath.
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| Knock, knock. |
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| Still quiet. |
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| Not just sand. |
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