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Sometimes I feel like a sand castle.

The sun on my skin and everyone is admiring me.

But then the sun goes down and all the people disapear.

The warmth I once felt is now coldness,

and my happiness turns into fear.

The tide starts to come in,

and the water washes me away.

I am gone.

But it's possible that I will be rebuilt someday.

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