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I stood at the shoreline in quiet contemplation. The sand squelched between my toes as I reveled in the sensual feeling. The gulls were raucously fighting over a tasty tidbit to my right. To my left, the moan of a speedboat as it hauled its skier to parts unknown zoomed by. I breathed in and my olfactory senses were assaulted with such a smorgasbord of aromas that I could hardly keep on my feet – rotten seaweed, dirty birds, wet dog, dead fish, sweaty children slathered in sunscreen. Underneath it all was the scent of the sea, salty but so refreshing. My eyes caught the colors of the water as each wave swelled and broke and then promptly forgot them. There were just too many to remember. I breathed in again and closed my eyes. The speedboat was gone and the gulls had found something or someone else to bother. The kids had moved farther away and their laughter barely reached me. I listened. Wave upon wave crashed onto the shore, mesmerizing me with their lullaby. I heard. The sound of the sea beat on the shore as it beat in my veins and I knew I was home.
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