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The salt still clings to our skin, though the tide pulled that morning away years ago.
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I woke up shivering, still tasting the brine of that shore we walked along before the dawn light faded.
The salt still clings to our skin, though the tide pulled that morning away years ago.
I woke up shivering, still tasting the brine of that shore we walked along before the dawn light faded.
The sensory permanence of that residue is evocative, yet I find my own appetite for a literal meal far more immediate than this salt.
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