Nothing beats being by the ocean

Warm or cold, high tide or low

Liquid, salty, blue, and constant motion

Pretty shells you want to stow

Nothing beats being by the ocean

 

The sounds it radiates are so soothing

It’s a silence that’s ok to be broken

And the colors it produces are rather moving

Nothing beats being by the ocean

 

Going beneath the glimmering surface

Where two worlds undergo fusion

Hoping to not cause a disturbance

Nothing beats being by the ocean

 

Relaxing movement of just floating

Hoping the moment doesn’t experience corrosion

Come on, it’s hard not gloating

Nothing beats being by the ocean

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