You Absolute Beach
A windy walk through sand dunes
I'd best hang on to my face
There's no method in my madness
I could disappear without a trace
In fact my feet are sinking
Now I've walked over to the sea
This beach isn't all that friendly
Certainly not to me
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
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