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On the Beach


The evening is fine, I stand on the beach Looking at the blue water of The endless sea touching the sky. Seagulls screeching, and soaring up high. The sun as red as blood making The sand sparkle like thousand tiny jewels. Waves splashing, and crashing on the shore. Cool water fizzing, bubbling, Creating foam and kissing my feet. Beautiful breeze playing with my hair Lingering on my skin and Singing melodies from morning till night. Now my eyes gently closed, I feel damp Sand under my bare feet Soothing my heart to the very core. I stand still smiling and enjoying the Very moment, worries are gone now. I think that's the divinity of nature.
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