Dunes and Glamour fine rugs decorative, fruit fractals the markets sing, the waves crash, the sea lives blues is the rhythm fertile moon, tides roll in, kelp a Bonnet vino trident, fish fly the winds stammers stirring up grains of wisdom crossroads to eternity the desert sand constellations ahead blazing Glories behind.
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