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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

The End

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