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She took long strides by the seaside,
Weary and world-worried, she cried,
The waves crashed in a misty roar,
Etching frowns in a frothy hoar,
She wondered at what would betide;
The sound of guitar by her side,
Made her sigh and seem surprise-eyed,
The smell of lilacs came to fore -
She took long strides;
Afraid now, she wanted to hide,
But sudden slumber made her slide,
There she lay alone on the shore,
When she stirred, her strength did restore,
Troubles did cajole her no more,
She took long strides.
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