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Seashells scattered on the warm sand;

Striped, strange, slippery, spiralling

Black conches and buttercup lucines,

Purple ceriths and gastropods spinning

Seashells scintillating by the seashore

Showering specks of small chromaticity

Showing to our sanguine souls that

Sheer beauty comes in packages of fragility.

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