To which you can reach,
That isn't reachable by me,
And that I cannot defeat,
Because reality is as shallow,
As this white and sandy beach,
We'll walk together for miles and miles,
With the water just past our feet,
And hand-in-hand, we don't even have to look,
At each other,
So sure that if our eyes met,
It would ruin the azure,
Because, it's not alright,
To look at just anything,
When all around you is a blue, blue ocean,
Reminding you of your own being.
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