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Golden rays on the seaside shore, Waves lap soft, I ask for more. Laughter spills on sunlit sand, Leaving prints that time will strand. A fleeting joy, a sunburned glow, A memory’s warmth we’ll always know. As days slip by like grains in hand, We’ll cherish each as planned.
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