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Take a stroll on the beach with me... |
| The sweet scent of the salty air that arises from the crashing surf. The warm breeze that comes off the water as I leisurely stroll by. The hot grittiness of the sun burned sand beneath my accustomed feet. The feeling of being free just by watching the waves crash upon the shore. The sounds of exhilarated children running back and forth from the water as it lazily approaches them. The knowing of complete happiness as I glide through the glistening sea. The sense of pure serenity as I watch the sun set on the indigo and lilac horizon. |