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Sunset over the sea

As I sit here on he beach I think about all the poor people.

Poor people are those to busy to sit down relax and enjoy he beautiful I am enjoying.

Rays of orange pink and red pierce thru the clouds and reflect off the beautiful blue sea.

I silently grieve for all who have never appreciated the wonder we call a sunset over the sea.

Unfortunately the extraordinary beauty must come to an end and I must leave only to return he next day.



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