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Submitted to Contest #4
A man sat in his rocking chair, watching the waves crash against the shore, revolving in their never-ending quest up the sand. The air was hot and humid, too humid for sitting indoors. Seagulls flew overhead, searching unsuccessfully for scraps on the deserted oceanfront.His chair rocked against the wooden deck, creaking with each backwards movement. The ice in his cold glass of iced tea clinked as he moved. Forwards. Backwards. Forwards. He had so many memories here, eternally implanted in the sand of his mind, even if the waves had wiped a...
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