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What is it like to breathe in the salty air?
To see the waves crash upon the stormy colored rocks.
To see the bright sun glistening on the clear, blue waves.
To see the children, laughing and playing in the sparkly sand.
What is it like to spend time with family while cooling under an umbrella?
To eat ice cream in the hot weather.
To spot some sharks in the distance.
To see a different world in the ocean that’s separate from your own.
What is it like to see palm trees?
To break coconuts, and sip them casually.
To smile and laugh genuinely.
To have fun.
What is it like?
I wouldn’t know.
I’ve never been to the ocean.
I never will.
I'm dead.