On the fourth of July the waves crash and splatter into shore.
A fire burns with the cracking and popping of wood.
Under the blanket you can feel the sand squish and move.
The bang and the boom in the dark sky.
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Reading this makes me feel like I am right there experiencing the fun and excitement of the fourth of July.
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