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Whoosh the waves come crashing on to the shore,
Heavy salt fills the air.
Walking down the sand sandy beach,
Splashing in the restless sea.
Back to the room on the 3rd floor,
Palm trees swaying in the breeze.
The magnificent plants fill the air with tropical sense.
Sitting down to get the sand out from between my toes,
Building sand castles on the beach,
Lying down on the hammock out by the ocean,
Back and forth it rocks in the ocean breeze,
the sun beams on to my face.
Uuuuuuuummmmm Paradise.





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