True Beauty -
She knealt in the cool morning sand, her bare feet buried. The rising sun trickled across the flat surface of the dark ocean, the warmth of the sun gleamed across her gorgeous features. The seagulls gulled a quiet song in the distance. She was there that morning on the beach, her eyes close, arms stretched out, and dark hair floating in the gentle wind. It was almost as if she were coompeting against the fairness of the morning with the her own. and for the first time I actually knew what true beauty was.
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