The sand was firm
And the feet were wet
Thousand ships set sail
Everytime I broke a sweat
Riot of colours
adorned my eyes
My dreams still asleep
I still have countless miles
Wave after wave
Caught my attention
The moments I dreaded
Again put me in contention
With every plan I ever crafted
Rollercoaster stayed my ride
Echoes of change in my ears
Time to sail with a new tide.

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