i smell like the sea
and if there was more to me
than i could show you
the crying of an ocean
as the sun fades and contrasting
colors collide together
in some effortless rainbow
there is a trail of sand
behind the car
and no matter how many times
you try to sweep it up
she lilts and laughs
and pulls you there again
and then youre back on sand dunes
back onto the shore
where the sighing earth heaves
and you can see the water billowing
and there is no place more savored
and there is no place more free
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