nymph of the waves

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"She was like the beach;
hot sand that scalded your skin,
covered in tiny rocks, pebbles,
the occasional broken fragments of a seashell,
thick and grainy and salty,
as you built sandcastles upon her body,
molded her to the limits of imagination,
until swept your configurations with a simple
wave of foam and wet stubbornness,
because she was a solace, a scenery,
and an erosion of possibilities
that never came to be."

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