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Along the coast life plays out its song of sweet sincerity. I drift with the sound of crashing waves; I feel the heartbeat of the planet whispering its song as I stroll through the echoes of time. Tiny crabs forage for morsels hidden in the cracks along the breakwaters; I'm tempted to shed my inhibitions and melt into this timeless beauty. I can feel the presence of all who came before us, watching the rhythms of the surf as it rolls out to catch the sun then disappears beneath the waves. The day wanes; darkness comes to cover the beauty of this place. In time the sun peeps over the horizon and gives us another chance to be human. |
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