As the setting sun,
Drowns itself under the sea.
A seashell seeks to finds its glory,
With the heart's kind blessing,
It starts a magnificent story.
Colourful gems shine bright under the sun's warm embrace,
A rare beauty wrapped under ocean's grace.
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114. The setting sun.
As the setting sun,
Drowns itself under the sea.
A seashell seeks to finds its glory,
With the heart's kind blessing,
It starts a magnificent story.
Colourful gems shine bright under the sun's warm embrace,
A rare beauty wrapped under ocean's grace.