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Overlooking the dunes at dusk,
an amazing display of shadows
tout a cadence of patterns:
ripples, grooves, tracks, swirls,
flowing into the expanse
and mocking the gray waves.
Snaring slender lines
lure me to follow
their quiet paths.
Rolling valleys of sand
hold time, and the
slowest movement
advances
with countless grains of pale yellow.
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