Yes, the beach is littered
And yet footprints in the sand give a unique thrill...
Yes, the foul odor signals rotting fish
And yet there's a pleasant fragrance of the damp sea air...
Yes, the water is black, nothing blue reflecting
And yet it crashes against the rocks creating a white froth...
Yes, there's obscene music blaring nearby
And yet the sound of waves creates a soothing symphony...
Yes, the tall bridge mars the pristine beauty
And yet, the fading horizon brings heart closer to nature...
Yes, in the distance the sun quietly sets
And yet there's a light shining bright from the happy eyes around...
Yes, there is a crowd all around
And yet standing on the rocky precipice, there's a quiet within me...
And yet footprints in the sand give a unique thrill...
Yes, the foul odor signals rotting fish
And yet there's a pleasant fragrance of the damp sea air...
Yes, the water is black, nothing blue reflecting
And yet it crashes against the rocks creating a white froth...
Yes, there's obscene music blaring nearby
And yet the sound of waves creates a soothing symphony...
Yes, the tall bridge mars the pristine beauty
And yet, the fading horizon brings heart closer to nature...
Yes, in the distance the sun quietly sets
And yet there's a light shining bright from the happy eyes around...
Yes, there is a crowd all around
And yet standing on the rocky precipice, there's a quiet within me...
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