Paradise
As sunset descends on the ocean's edge as the hut glows from the sandbar. Sticks and straw are weaved between the mud that holds the hut upright. The door swings open and the windows sway back and forth in the breeze. A few stars can be seen overlooking the city lights in the distance. And the moon sets shadows amongst the land. Everything looks relaxed as the trees look asleep and the hammock inbetween them sits motionless. You can smell the air and almost taste the food cooking as the smoke rises above the hut. The only noise comes from the ocean's ripples sliding against the sand along the shore.
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