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My Paradise

The white sand covers my manicured toes, as the aqua blue waves crash onto the sandy shore.
The coconuts crack open, filling the air with their staggering aroma.
Palm tress sway in the warm breeze.
The seagulls flying, trying to find they're prey.
The music from my guitar filling my ears, sending shivers up my spine.
The hammock swaying as I sit and play.
The fresh coconut juice awakening my taste buds.
Thinking of nothing, and just being in pure bliss.
The waves crash again...and again, bringing seashells from a dream. This is the world I escape to, this is my paradise...





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