Walk along a sandy shore,
beside an infinite sea.
Thoughts become such a chore,
Focus is the key.
Waves crash in rhythmic song,
Salt fills the windy air.
Sorting out the right and wrong,
While enjoying the scenery there.
Look out to horizions end,
And see the setting sun.
Need the cousel of a friend,
And let the problems be done.
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