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Floating in a state of pure serenity
The waves flow onto the sands of the beach,
The breeze make the leaves dance on the trees.
I feel the water rise over my feet
As I make my way into my favorite place
I feel the current move past my legs,
Pulling slightly on my hair as I lay back
And let myself float in a state of pure serenity
The breeze make the leaves dance on the trees.
I feel the water rise over my feet
As I make my way into my favorite place
I feel the current move past my legs,
Pulling slightly on my hair as I lay back
And let myself float in a state of pure serenity
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