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Miami

Dusted landscape of baked sand glistening in the fiery sun.
Splashes of heated ocean waters leaving soft kisses
on lathered browned skin.
Lying under the bluest sky with arms wide open,
enveloping the dizzying senses.
Pure bliss is easy breeziness breathing down exposed back.
Staring into a beachy wonderland, bodies synching
with rhythmic allegiance to tonal traits.
Sand castles succumb to brief rainy spells,
washing away stranded sea shells.

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