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Between the soft sand and the gently lapping turquoise waves, a dry tree trunk leans towards the sea, as if silently conversing… Between the soft sand and the gently lapping turquoise waves, a dry tree trunk leans towards the sea, as if silently conversing with the horizon. Its wood is silvery white from the salty wind and time, its swirling grain creating a form that is both strong and solitary. From a seemingly dead branch, clusters of fresh green leaves sprout, vibrant and full of life. This green contrasts sharply against the silvery gray wood.
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