I was
walking alone by the beach,
To go until
where I didn’t know;
Took their
steps my silent feet,
From the
drowning, safe and stable sand;
The waves
halted to a shouting screech.
On the
barren land,
A goal in
mind didn’t really grow,
The shell
went on with a steady beat.
Going at
ease with life like this,
It is it has to know the bliss.
It is it has to know the bliss.
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