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Beach Day

Driving down the winding road. Stopping for a toad. Some sand is wet and heavy. The beach is pretty much free. Unless you want to get a snack. From that pretzel shack. Or maybe an ice cream cone. Then you can toss a stone. Which sinks to the bottom instantly. For the fish to see. Maybe a crab will pinch your toe. But it’s still better than snow. Driving back to the highway. You’ll need a vacuum cleaner later today. To clean up all the sand. You might have gotten a little tanned. Tomorrow, you have to go back to the office. You’re just glad relaxing on the beach is your only vice. Except maybe pretzels and ice cream. Which revisited you in a dream. Driving down the winding road. You don’t miss the crab, but you did like that toad!

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