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Ocean



The salty taste of the waves, almost
Burns on the skin.
A slight breeze blows. Sa
pine trees.

The sand slips,
crumble,
and immerse your feet.
rediscovered through the steps.

A tongue of foam tasted the dark grains,
your back on the smooth water layer,
To immerse myself in the quiet summer night dreaming.