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The waves, they crash
As my eyes follow the beat
Pondering lines of the shore
That never admits defeat
Sand, it massages my toes
As I dip my feet into bliss
The chill crawls up my legs
Caressing them with a kiss
The waves, they crash
As I slip deeper down under
The sound pierces my ears
A storm of resonant thunder

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