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As the waves hit the shore,

I hear the laughs

go along with them-

returning, echoing

like the reverberating splash.

The feeling of awe and wonder

how God can orchestrate such a thing.

The moon on its peak, the music continuously playing,

the different lives shared

for the glory of the King.

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