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| | | | | Bubbles floating freely up to the sky, memories spiraling gently under the sky.Chilly morning calm breaks into sun's delight,as cumulus, cotton-ball clouds play in the sky.Warmth hovers in the atmosphere, its glowing love,as cerulean calm paints its melody on the sky. Daylight in dance, a playful canvas for loved ones:a home for buzzing bees and... | |
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| | | | | "Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away... | |
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| | | Image credit: © Altinosmanaj | iStockphoto Beneath the palm trees tradewinds calypso Memories of a tropical portmanteau. Innocence climbs mango trees without fear, Beneath the sun's warm and relentless stare, Memories pluck ripened fruit for tomorrow. ? Oceans waltz, coral ballet pristine flow Building castles and keeps; sand-the hero. Wealth was nature's purse and its... | ||