𖡼 ︎ִֶָ ̽𖧧 ָ࣪ 𝓣𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆, Sand toys occupy us. Slaves come and chase. Here, the little snails dance. 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬, as a decoration for the shoreline. Here, the mane flies with the downstream wind. 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥 and the scenery. The beach. A beauty that has never been lost by the times. Rich seas, the coral slapped by the waves. 𝐖𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 by the gusts of the wind, My sea is so beautiful, wide and blue spreads there. Living creatures make their habitat. Behind the 𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞.

𝓣𝒉𝒆 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝, gave rise to snippets of memories. 𝐁𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞, reinforced by strong faith. The echo of the waves played melodiously. the glint the light is participating there. 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐲 and the splendor of 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞, the splendor of the rock that stands firmly. Langitnya, warnanya bersinar karena angin. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. ✪︎ⴰ Ⳋ ⊹ ࣪