As you walk on the beach, leaving behind a series of footprints, they are but temporary presences; within moments, the waves will playfully erase them away, leaving blank slates of a damp sandy shore once more. And the sea will become a giant storehouse of erased soles, a catalogue of all those who once stood and commiserated by its shores...
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