I only have to get there on foot, like this, just walk the sand and the sea.
Small and narrow houses that go by height, and I want to see the sunrise, sunset, the stormy sea, calm, and the summer the heat burn the walls, sweat, sweat, feel the heat of the sand burn your feet, and throw me in the water, swim and swim, look at my house from the sea, with all the tranquility and life of the sea.
See the fish jump, the currents change, the waves break on the shore.
To hear the rumor of the sea continuously. join me in my sleep, at lunch, dinner, and breakfast.
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