STORY TRIGGERED BY THE SONG

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  Finding Meaning on One's Existence

     As I collect the rough stones lingering on the beach, I throw each one with a smile against the waves dance and fade away into the vast, endless sea. 


    Each stone, a piece of my thoughts, becomes part of my ocean story, lost but not forgotten. I stand on the empty shore like a dancing tree, swaying with the breeze, light and free, rooted yet moving to the rhythm of the wind.


    The soft warm sand kisses my bare feet, molding to my steps as if welcoming me every more. The earth beneath me feels alive, steady vet yielding, a silent companion to my solitude plays the song of melody bittersweet lyrics that puts joy on face "lift your head baby don't be scared of the things that could go wrong along the way".


    With every breath, I find a beam of happiness. moment of joy, as the sea embraces my presence. I hear the waves singing their song, a melody of whispers and roars, timeless and endless. I hum along, letting the music of the sea fill my soul smiling as the world around me unfolds its beauty, one wave at a time.

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