She smiles
and looks up at the clouds,
the sunset,
orange and gold, pink and blue, reflecting off of clouds,
in the smooth cool white sand
she lays,
with the cool foamy, tickling water
swishing up over her feet and ankles
shells lay in her hands,
smooth and swirled,
unclenched, simply cuddling against her palms,
sleeping
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