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We walk along the shore, shoes in one hand, your hand in the other, feet kissed by waves as we wander through the shallows, cool and comforting, and the sand slips underfoot, and the sea breathes in and out all around us, wrapping us in a cocoon of sound, our little universe, and we talk of today and tomorrow, of dreams and hopes, or we walk in quiet solitude, listening to the waves as they wash away worries, and maybe we walk the whole of Zandvoort beach, or the entire Dutch coastline, but it doesn't matter when I'm with you.

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