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Drifting across the wet expanse, meandering through restful waters along coastlines and riverways, the music machine of liquid sand belts out songs of the past as the future tics and tocs through the present into the foundational yesterdays. An ocean of sounds, tact by embedded algorithmic tethers, touch those which still scurry upon, within, throughout lands lapped clean by tidal kisses and sunny days.