Stray Birds

Stray Birds

The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness?

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As I walked along the beach, the grains of sand shifted under my feet, creating a soothing melody. I felt the cool breeze on my face and the warm sun on my skin, and I couldn't help but start to dance. My movements were fluid, like the dancing water that surrounded me.

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