she stood at the edge of the tattered shoreline;;
a background broken up by the storm.
everything that had been standing for a good time before it whirled unto the coast;;
created the crumbling scene she pushed herself against.
the wind kicked up sand into her eyes&&&brushed her hair into her face as she noted the irony in complecation due to what she
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