that glides in reflections running gloss,
across the sand and star-fish prone,
under the bluest of blue skies.
under the bluest of blue skies.
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Kaleidoscope of children waves,
shriek in dash, spittle snarls and roar,
explosive, their electric oscillating scares,
annihilate every chasing footprint in a flash.
The Beach Sea
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