I Am The....

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I am the sounds of the waves when crashing on the shores.
The sun illuminating the sandy beaches.
Seas of blue stretching for miles around.
Relaxing in the Australian climate.

I am the loud beats head, when hammering on the drums.
Turning all the loud beats into instant melodies.
Swaying to the unheard of rhythm.
Meditating in the lovely sounds of the African snare drums.

I am the words dancing of the people tongues.
Sometimes good, sometimes bad, but never the same.
The twist and turn in the movement of the tongue.
Altering the different languages that can be heard from the European tongues.

I am the food exciting the taste buds.
Setting your senses on a roller coaster.
The herbs and spices we so desperately long for.
Left over heats from the quenched Asian fires after the meal is done.

I am the colour seen in the fabric worn.
The different fibers molded together.
Creating different and unique pieces of clothing.
The carefully picked American cotton creating beautiful artwork hanging on human bodies.

I am a variety of continents.
All molded together.
The glue being the sea.
Coming together in other to create the World.

I am the... World

-MissB

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