Words in the sand
Pictures of a holiday
Is this going to stay?
Or are my feelings just feelings?
The silver-green sea
Crashing on sandy white shores
I feel like I can float
Or fall into nothingness
Nature's music in perfect key
Bewitching my helpless soul
I'm not charismatic, you see
But I do believe in miracles
Especially late Sunday nights
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