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Seashells were the gems of my childhood summers.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 18, 2020.
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My brain loves to play with words, they are my swords - naturally. And so the seashells cease hell, for they are what returns my soul to childhood summers, to memories of heaven.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 18, 2020.
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The seashells were a garland of brown homey hues.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 18, 2020.
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Seashells bloom upon the shore in the sweetest of caramel curls and twirls.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 18, 2020.
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Upon the sand the seashells glow as freshly opened ocean eyes.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 18, 2020.