It was an imperfect but balanced island. Passed by many because the sands appeared bare and lifeless. Passed by many because their eyes weren’t open enough to see. Passed by many because they wouldn’t take the time to recognize its beauty.
It’s was an island waiting to be discovered and surrounded with the fabric of love. It was an island waiting to show its potential. Richness and viability lied beneath the sands.
It was the heart of the island that was discovered. It was the heart of the island that was the secret of its splendor. It was the heart of the island that revealed that it was a place that’s kept alive by the very essence of love.
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