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The sun jewelsThe sand.I lieIn a blue and whiteMontageOf foaming sky:Illusion ofBird and windOut of the moment’sDestiny;Lights from somewhereSnapping and weavingWet beads;Surf churning blackSpecks; andSand crabsNickingThe air . . .
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