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As tides rose,My brother said, "Are you ready to fight?" "Let tides beware," Said I. With that, we unleashed Our magical, invisible swords. And we fixed our feet In sands that Changed their positions With the flow of the sea. As we charged towards The sparkling tides that Brushed our soft skin, Leaving a joyous smile. The sea fight soon turned into a Water fight, one that only happens when Siblings are your companions On the adventurous sea ride!
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