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Everyday I sit on the sand and stare out into the vast sea,
As vast as can be,
The waves tossing and turning like a sleepless child,
And the sound of them tumbling onto the sand where I sit,
Always remains me of a mother rocking a crying baby back to sleep,
The 'Shh' that caresses your soul and sends you into a kaleidoscope of memories,
The patterns of your life unfolding before you,
I don't have time for friends,
Me and the sunset have each other,
And this is how it will stay.

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