Sand.
Sand gets into everything.
Sand gets into everything and starts to rub.
Sand gets into everything and starts to rub raw the tender places.
Sand gets into everything and starts to rub raw the tender places, serving as a constant reminder of its presence.
You ever notice how sand and love are a lot alike?
Therein lies the rub.
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Ba dum chee. Hehe.
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It does rub raw the tender places! Wonderful! I like how you add a little bit more to the same sentence as it goes on.
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Thanks. I wasn’t sure what I was going for, but I like how it feels like waves hitting the beach.
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Yes! That is true! Like waves hitting a beach.
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Loved this piece. Didn’t expect the ending comparison, but so true.
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Thanks. If you promise not to tell anyone else, I’ll let you in on a secret.. I wasn’t expecting the ending either. But, shhh. You can’t tell. š
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Ha ha! Part of the creative process. Never know what you’ll end up with. š
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Great dissension with a pop ending. Nicely done ..
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Thank you.
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Really loved reading this, the progression of the words and writing pattern was interesting.
Well done.
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Thanks so much.
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Sand tends to start bothering me after a while… Luckily, love doesn’t š
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Luckily.
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