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I see a crystal blue ocean as sparkly as diamonds. Letting the tide carry the silvery blue liquid over the soft high-yellow sand.
Softer than a feather's kiss, the breeze whipped, whirled, and danced it's way across the sun-filled sky. Blowing the leftover debris into the illuminating ocean across. A light picnic can be seen, casting a dark silhouette overhead. The beach and the ocean act as one. Balancing each other through the strong winds.
There are houses far away. Isolated from the beach in front of us. While, white, fluffy clouds stood solemn in front of the sun. Giving off less light in the picture seen. Rising high in the sky above. To go away and reappear again.