Beach
Innumerable grains of sand rush from my hand
Back down to the ground
The wind blows off from the ocean and all is calm
The water is friendly and it drags me away
Under water is another life
One where I wish I could become a part of
Yet I can’t breathe and I steal a gasp of air
Once again I return to the land where I belong
Yet I long for the sea
Its blue green waves that rush over me is all I want to feel when I go to the
Beach
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