I could walk miles and miles
Climb over dunes covered in blooming succulents.
Just to remember back to the Easter eggs we never found
buried in the sand,
or the abalone we stole from the sea.
I made swimming pools for my dolls
out of those precious shells.
It was not until I grew older and farther away from the waves and the sand
That I realized
what the shells and the c…
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