Beach towels kept in my trunk nearly all summer long to enjoy a single day to the sea.
Something everybody just does.
Everybody but us.
Now laying on the shore fake beaches cheat me less than i had hoped, still too real.
Days we used to hold and let go now belong to someone we don't know.
Things we took for granted dissolve on our way from home.
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