Sunsets along the cost are peaceful and serene, a beauty to behold when two are walking hand in hand in the timeless sand. The irony of this panorama is the storms one encounters which embed them into the scenery that each does not understand.
The coastal birds are in search of a final meal and the couples that are walking hand in hand along the shore are in search of that day's end appeal, but the mystery will not reveal the severed hearts in a lifestyle not shared by the others that are ages apart, like the skimmers that fly along shore to find a morsel or two, flies away empty and alone, and the solitary heart misses the presence of another's hand while walking in the sand watching the sandpipers dodging the eternal waves that will inevitably chase the sandpiper and the lonely heart away from the oncoming tide.
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