the air is crisp and cool,
the breeze gently laps across my face.
in the distance the ocean roars,
sending another wave along its course.
the sand feels cool beneath my toes,
and yet it is smooth under the soles of my feet.
as the ball is put into play, a familiar feeling comes over me.
this is where i want to be every day.
here, in the shadow of the surf, i feel at home.
bumping, setting, spiking, those are my only challenges.
nothing else matters out here, just having fun.
as one game ends, another starts,
and the cycle continues until darkness sets in.
summer is fast approaching, i can just about taste it.
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