"...more than anything, we would have danced. A second, a minute, an hour; a quiet sway, standing on my feet as I moved, a weightless waltz on the warm sand."
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On the warmth of sand
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"...more than anything, we would have danced. A second, a minute, an hour; a quiet sway, standing on my feet as I moved, a weightless waltz on the warm sand."