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Sand Dunes

The shape of sand dunes on the beach, Shows the patterns etched by the sweeping wind, Walking on the beach on a windy day, I feel how my life changes with the emotions every day. The drifts and mounds on the sand hill, Waiting to be shaped and reshaped by the surf and wind, The valleys and hills of my feelings, Forms and reforms with the myriads of events every day. Ask sand dune what it is, A heap of sand changing its form every moment, I ask myself who am I, I am what I am, changing with my emotions every day. Sand dune. a shining sand castle in a golden sunset, Or a buried chest of marine treasures, My life, a mirage full of hopes. Or a Pandora's box full of life's trials and tribulations.

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