A little boy walks alone. His fingers lazily caress the wooden fence as he strides past. He feels so complete, although he is alone. He sits himself down onto the soft white sand and small granules sneak into his socks and shoes. He peels them off and shakes the little particles away. The salty breeze of the ocean releases him; sets him free. He lies on his back with his eyes closed and embraces the moment. Clouds begin to form above him and small droplets fall from the heavens. They land gently onto his cheeks like little kisses and he beams. Joy runs like an aphrodisiac deeply through his veins.
It is indeed a beautiful sight, this scene.
Until then.
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