The waves roll in
Lap, lap, lapping against the beach
Depositing their green seaweed treasure
And those cherished seashells,
The embodiment of the heavens themselves
Fish glide playfully
Through the clear, blue sea
Among the shallow reefs
Gilded so perfectly with coral
Looking like gem encrusted jewelry
All is well, and all is perfect
In this beautiful, little water world
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