The Beach
Waves crash against the shore. Gradually, the sun comes out of her slumber. Around me the rawness and the moisture of the night air slowly fades away as the morning heat of the summer sun embraces me tightly persuading us to remove our jerseys. A salty breeze floats by. Snow white seagulls circle around our heads like vultures squawking for breakfast. Streams of sunlight strike the waves creating an all round sparkle like a disco ball.
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