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The beautiful crystal clear blue.
as shiny as the sky.
The cool touch to my twithering fingers.
The warm sun beats down,
and turns the water to clouds.

I hear the rush of the waves,
WHile they roughly wonder to the shore.
I toss a pebble and watch the ripples spread out,
as the pebble sinks to the bottom of the sea.

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