Sandcastle

Each night I build a sandcastle at the high tide. I return to the sandpit the very next day. Sometimes it’s there and I build higher. Other days I go for a walk or a swim and forget it all. The walls crumble and the spires flatten. Tomorrow will come, and the sand will be mine.

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