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Our toes enjoy the sand beneath
As we wade along the beckoning shore Knowing that our place on earth is here Instilling in us a sense of peace Still winds brush lightly to and fro Lay all your cares upon the tide And know this place makes us complete No fear from all the daily woes Despite the things of worlds outside Never regretting living in this place Caring deeply for its calming effects
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