It was a warm, glassy morning at Keppel Island when I met this graceful local. She was cruising just beneath the surface, the sunlight turning the water above into a rippling blue ceiling. As I drifted alongside her, she gave me the kind of calm, knowing glance that only a sea turtle can give — as if to say, “Welcome to my world.” For a few magical moments, we swam together in perfect silence, until she glided off into the shimmering distance, leaving me with this image and a heart full of ocean peace.
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It was a warm, glassy morning at Keppel Island when I met this graceful local. She was cruising just beneath the surface, the sunlight turning the water above into a rippling blue ceiling. As I drifted alongside her, she gave me the kind of calm, knowing glance that only a sea turtle can give — as if to say, “Welcome to my world.” For a few magical moments, we swam together in perfect silence, until she glided off into the shimmering distance, leaving me with this image and a heart full of ocean peace.
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