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I turn over the piece of seaglass in my hands. Maybe it's nothing special, really.
But it's special to me.
A treasure found half-buried in the substrate. I slip it into my pocket, and continue with my day.
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I turn over the piece of seaglass in my hands. Maybe it's nothing special, really.
But it's special to me.
A treasure found half-buried in the substrate. I slip it into my pocket, and continue with my day.