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Bright baby blue waters shine through.

At times like glass - mystical hues.

It’s crystal clear the world beneath.

Enhanced like magic, colours unseen.

The flying fish below the surface, at once took off, and flew towards the setting sun; brings forth a trip.

It looks unreal. The sparkling ocean…

Ba da ba dub badabum scootys on the street.

Hornless precision whizzing past your feet.

From the street to the doors, hardly room to breathe, packed tin can tuna tight.

Male’ Life.

Late at night, the baby sharks swim cautiously right at your feet.

A moray eel lunged at my face, told me to leave her home in peace.

All diverse life tucked in between nutritious waters of mountain peaks.

The land comes out of the ocean floor.

It looks likes gems thrown across the sea…

Ra ta ta tat ta ta tat tat ta reclaiming reefs.

Top-it-off with galactic loads of concrete.

Artificially created beaches and streets.

China flat packed style – Hulumale’ Life.

The simple life is clearly felt aboard a dhooni in peaceful drift.

You can look on and feel a calm; it feels like gliding without the wings.

Infinity, it caught our eye. Horizon blends to which - no end.

Waters recede, you can walk out. Its feels like you’re walking on water.

Walking on water…