The Tides

March 11, 2011
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Where the water meets the sand,

It is so much better than the land,

The sea breeze blows softly,

And the waves roll in,

Crashing on the shore,

In the air the seabirds soar,

And the sun sinks low,

Beneath the water,

Reds, oranges, and pinks fill the sky,

Then the ocean lies beneath the stars,

The full moon casts a glow,

Couples walk along the beach,

As the tides come and go.

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