The Beach

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Making sandcastles,
Or burying friends
The beach,
The ocean,
The sun,
A perfect paradise in your own backyard.
The perfect getaway,
To forget all my problems.
Laying out in the sun,
To darken by skin to a nice bronze.
Putting on sunglasses,
To block out the bright sun,
And relax me enough in to a sleep.
In the warm rays of the sun,
My dreams can come true.





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