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Tide Pool

Tide Pool, image by Pixabay

Wet warm sand squishes
between my naked toes
the foamy edge of a tiny wave
slides across my foot
erasing its sand mud crust

my foot seeks soft places
away from fragile sea life
hiding in gnarled nooks
under rocks
inside abandoned shells




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