Infinite

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I sit on the beach, soaking in the dying embers of the sun. Grains of sand pour through my fingers, forming endless mounds on the beach. As the sun concludes its descent, I gaze at the sky, streaked in breathtaking hues. The sun reflects on the surface of the water, creating a golden path toward infinity. The waves crash soothingly, rushing to greet the sand and then receding back into the ocean. I savor this moment, this timeless memory, as the sun disappears, only to return tomorrow to continue its eternal cycle. 

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