Sandpipers' Ballad

As the sun kissed the horizon, a chorus arose from the sandy shore. It was not the melodious voice of songbirds, but a symphony in sandpipers. Their little feet, swift and sure, danced upon the damp sand. Each peck at the surface transmuted into a note, crisp. A gentle melody of sound, resonating th
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