Pleasant morning, I remember those days where watching the beach while going to school in a slow-motion bus sometimes faster too.
Tides will keep calling me with bash; with lot of beautiful gifts off course with some soul search; so, called pillars to rest the waves and to rest myself.
I always want to feel wave’s touch with my hand and my palm! What a wonderful feeling!
Smile and Pleasant feeling already triggered while typing!
Many times, when I lose my self, my lovable Sea Mother will always embrace me in the presence of evening moonlight and pleasant wave which will straighten the complicated noodles in my head to a clear path.
I always treat Sea as my lovable mother, wondering when my day will come to finally be with her always.
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