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First, he digs a circle he calls a moat, |
and starts to build the towers of a castle |
on the foundation of wet sand surrounded |
by the still ring of water. |
Soon the walls are sculptered as he dreams |
of living in his own castle. Windows are |
etched in the indentions with a stick. |
A blade of grass becomes the flag and it |
is placed on a tower where the princess |
is held captive by the King of Quartz. |
Chains keep her from the windows. |
Then the tide rolls in, gently, and then |
faster, eroding the boy's masterpiece. |
But the architect can return to the beach |
to live another day in his imagination. |
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