Washed by the seas of time and caressed until bleached by the sun...
The Sand Dollar is found.
Not alone but with many of her kind. Each one unique, and desired by all on the sandy beach.
Children squeal and run to be first to hold her.As the others pile up in the pail.
If not quick, the waves will reclaim her and a chance will be left behind.
Oh, to be...
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