Have you ever seen the grass move like waves of the sea?
Even here, the sea is never far from you and me.
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Have you ever seen the grass move like waves of the sea?
Even here, the sea is never far from you and me.
The cold, wild seashore
I stand before her vast moods
Me, the Horizon
Between the sea and the shops
I admire the grey, the sea