Unwashed Sand Scripture #23

(as transcribed from original ancient Muidic mud verses as received through tidal meditations, as some words are either untranslatable or can only be recorded in the sand, some rendering freedoms had to be taken) MY FEET MY ARMS AND MY #SEAGULL PRINTS# WE ARE ABOVE THE WET VEIL IN OUR REFLECTIONS RIPPLE OUR FOREFATHERS, THEIR FOREFATHERS AND THE FIRST MEUK WE WALK AND OUR MOIST PRINTS FADE WETLY WHEN OUR FEET SINK UNDER THE GLISTENING FILM THE #DECAYING SEAWEED# GROWS BETWEEN OUR TOES BUT OUR SHOAL FOREVER PREVAILS

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