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full house
some days like
yours the only prints on the beach
think of following home
cosy for cuppa
you can hear yourself
in the sea said
pay attention
watch the wavebright
and all the company
of wing and dip
lap, luck
of washing up
here's one glistens
don't tread there
there's singing till the last
and stars shine
in the after hours
when everyone is here
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