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As the tide slides out, gulls step lightly through the last of the day’s gold. Reflected clouds ripple at their feet, turning wet sand into sky. The beach quiets, the light softens, and the birds linger as if reluctant to leave the moment behind.
As the tide slides out, gulls step lightly through the last of the day’s gold. Reflected clouds ripple at their feet, turning wet sand into sky. The beach quiets, the light softens, and the birds linger as if reluctant to leave the moment behind.