Some see the beautiful beach, the warming sand, the sparkling ocean,
Other only see the sunburns, the unbearable heat,
Some wait that the flowers are blooming,
Other just wait them to wither,
some see the loveliness in the sun,
Others see inner peace in the silent night,
Every view on the world is unique,
We all have a unique view of the world. No two are the same.
Apr 10, 2025
Apr 10, 2025 at 5:10 AM UTC
Some see the beautiful beach, the warming sand, the sparkling ocean,
Other only see the sunburns, the unbearable heat,
Some wait that the flowers are blooming,
Other just wait them to wither,
some see the loveliness in the sun,
Others see inner peace in the silent night,
Every view on the world is unique,
We all have a unique view of the world. No two are the same.
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