She stood there barefooted as the wind blew cool, wet air into her face. She’d been pulled away without even realizing it to places she’d never wanted to go, and it’d taken her years to find her way back to the place where she felt the most alive…
The margin where water and earth existed simultaneously along the seashore.
Use the word “seashore” and write a piece of poetry or prose in exactly 59 words.
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