Go ahead, sit on the shore with your legs stretched out to the sea. Listen to the water's strum against the sand. Lose yourself in the wind's melodic voice. Indulge within the beauty of the surrounding silence. Watch the seaweed dance across her sandy stage. Marvel at the reveal of countless outgrown, abandoned homes. Don't worry, this summer song of yours only belongs to the sirens. And you're their next recruit.
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