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Isn't it beautiful?
The way the waves crash against the shore,
The calmness,
The serenity?
The peace,
The beautiful skies,
The incredible creatures?
The people surrounding the area,
The shells on the sand,
The critters?
It's perfection really,
God's creation.
Even when the skies are dark,
And the thunder is rolling,
Lightning is flashing,
The waves keep crashing,
It's beautiful.
All of it.
Open your eyes and see it,
Open your closed eyes and look,
Just look at it,
You could even glimpse at it,
But take a look at something of nature,
Hold it,
Keep it,
Savor it,
Understand what it's like.
Look at the beauty before your eyes....
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