We lived on the beach in a house made of sand

We held hands

We stared at the sea, you and me, we made plans

Sometimes swam

Then one day our house slipped away on the tide

with you still inside,

'but it's OUR house', you cried

I watched from the shore though we'd built it together...

The next house I build I'll make sure stands forever

The End

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