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Jul 2017
The cool breeze rustles the umbrella overhead
I dig my toes deeper into the warm sand, feeling the sun's tepid rays soak into my legs as a seagull drifts gently in the wind
I recline, watching the glistening waves crash down upon the compacted brown shore
Looking over, I see ice cream dripping down the cone onto the soft alluvium beach
I let it, why not?
Summer time fun
Andie
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