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An afternoon on beach |
| The sun and sand go hand in hand. The sound of constant waves With a smell of salt in the air. The ocean is seen through a haze. The crowd gel and dance with joy Along the waves up and down Keeping all behind to enjoy To forget all that has letdown Scattered on the beach Are castles made of sand. Some are small and messy Others big and grand. An afternoon beach is incomplete Without gathering the shells from all over That make one’s experience full and complete To bring in memories closer |