Breezes

Breezes entwine along the ocean, playing with moments, expanding, unfolding sights of salt; they spill like laughter, curled up and twisting — a dance of the tides; the sea shimmers, while sudden glimpses alert the ground beyond. O, to walk here with you, along the edges, tracing the textures, things strong, yet soft, that could easily be missed along this road; it is alive.

Every step is a wonder. Every sound a delight.

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