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Sitting beside the sea
I like to sit beside the sea
And close my eyes just enough,
That I can say I'm here alone
I pretend I'm the last human,
All my troubles drift away,
It into the waves endless repeat
Its slow certainty comforts me,
My senses leave on the tide,
The freedom I seek
Comes from living
On a small island
Where I must keep every thought
Every action packed in the land,
They get stepped on...
Saturday 15th April 2017 8:48 am

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