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The Beach In Lipa
Meet me by the shores of Lipa, where the sea meets the sand,
In the heart of Batangas, a paradise so grand.
The beach, a canvas painted with hues of blue and gold,
A spectacle of nature, a beauty to behold.
The sun ascends, a fiery orb, in the vast cerulean sky,
As waves caress the shoreline, in a rhythmic lullaby.
Palm trees sway in the gentle breeze, a dance so free and wild,
Lipa’s beach in Batangas, nature’s cherished child.
The sand, a blanket warm and soft, beneath the barefoot tread,
Where footprints weave a story, with every step that’s led.
Shells scattered like hidden gems, treasures of the deep,
In this tranquil haven, where memories we keep.
The horizon, a seamless blend of azure and marine,
A panorama breathtaking, a sight serene.
Boats bob gently in the distance, kissed by the setting sun,
A day in Lipa’s beach, another tale spun.
As twilight descends, the sky adorned with stars,
The beach in Lipa whispers tales of near and far.
The moon reflects upon the sea, a silver mirrored light,
Batangas beach in Lipa, a beacon in the night.
So here’s to the beach in Lipa, a gem in Batangas’ crown,
Where the rhythm of the ocean, the silence does drown.
A sanctuary of serenity, under the sun’s warm glow,
The beach in Lipa, Batangas, a paradise we know.
