Hypocrite

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sea

I loitered along the shoreline, allowing the water to run up around my ankles, affecting freedom from care, watchful that the waves should never take me by the knees.

I found a white shell

shell 1

which I brought home with me

shell 2

and a white stone

stone

which I did not.

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