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The tide rolls in and I get sleepy. It sounds so peaceful out there. I want to be on the beach with the hot people, having fun, flirting, acting cool, maybe even like a fool. But that white noise reminds me of the comfy mattress, the sweet release of losing consciousness. Yes, the tide brings dreams.
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