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Ocean and Sandy Shores
Blue and true
Each time the salty ocean welcomes the Sandy shore holding a platter of glistening diamonds formed by the sun’s rays, popping bubbly champagne by colliding smiley waves, and carrying the sand to the dark depths to celebrate the union forever. On the sandy shore awaits the gritty sand wearing pebbles, shells, footprints, and litter. Yet, the sandy shore and the ocean never grow weary. The ocean roars louder with a full glowing moon, and its high tides cover most of the sandy shore with all the fervor of nature’s splendid display. Ocean and the sandy shores, immensely impossible to separate, are knotted forever. Neither the gritty sand can resist the salty ocean’s pull, drag, and thrust. Nor can the ocean resist the sanding of the waves to a lull, a hum for when there is no moon — no one knows in entirety what births from the surface to the dark depths of the ocean. Rinse and repeat is their rhythm, a glorious sight to behold across the horizon as far as an eye can peek. So blue! All is blue and very true!
