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Roses.in.the.rain wrote:Grace
I stood up, narrowly avoiding banging my head on the bunk, and peered out of the porthole. There was a beautiful dawn of gold, pink and soft blue reflected upon the water, turning it a shade of pale purple. I tugged on Alex's hand, eyes wide. It was absolutely beautiful.


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