Drifting in long days that somehow all melt into one, we lay in the heat of a summer afternoon, listening to the crash of waves roaring in the distance.

And search for hidden treasures underneath hills of sand, seashells and ocean gems washed onto shore. Our days are coloured in rosy pink hues that fade into softly lit sunsets reflecting on emerald waters.

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These are the days of summer, these are the days that we will remember.