The wave washes over her feet and pulls away. Sand slips from her heels but she stands in place. Her calves stretch. Seaweed laces her ankles. Her toes are numb but she will still stay regardless. She enjoys this feeling from the ocean that could not be manufactured easily by man. The sand holds on tight when she finally decides to pull out. Nature tugs at her and at everyone. She senses this, smiling and tugging back.
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