Beaches...the place where we often visit to whisper gossips and feelings...
It's the place of childhood and adolescence,
and i couldn't believe that it weaves our present memories too...
It is the place of relaxation... and laughter...
It is as peaceful as it is as before...
though the salty water, not a very clear blue... marks our presence...
the place we have been, are being, and will be...
Great waves engulf our voices... I believe these laughter are still present in those waters...
Waiting to be washed ashore again...
Holidays allow these to be grinded into the soft sands... each speck... grinded with our happy sounds...
imprinted with our footprints... the stain of it makes the shores glow in awe...
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