A ship in the distance. Now i see it, now i don't.
The waves. Their ebb and flow. What's their story?
The sand. I take a fistful and tighten my grip. The harder i try to hold on, the faster it slips away.
The sun beating down on my face. I close my eyes. And open them to see the it disappear behind the clouds.
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