now there is sand between the sheets of the book i'm reading and every day the sunbeams glitter in the ripples of the blue. when standing in it, with the water up to my neck i can look down and see my feet on the ground because of its clearness and taste the salt on my lips. la côte d'azur. well its not the vast ocean. no distant wide beaches with
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