House by the reef

I like to just sit there lazily and stare blank through the balcony over at the orange-yellowish horizon. The ocean furthest ahead sparkle as evening sun setting down, prepare to sink into the warm ocean floor. The curtain rustling gently as ocean breeze rush through, put a massage on my face. The house that used to be white painted are now dyed yellow, only the sofa is not affected much. I will just take a long breath then exhale.

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