And, oh, what it reveals,
Sandy beaches lapped by cool, salty waves,
Pierced by a hundred keels,
A breeze cleaned by miles of ocean water,
Breathed in, clearing the mind,
To rest on questions best considered when,
Sitting in clothes long hardened by the brine,
Encroaching on no one, feet in the sand,
Plenty for everyone,
If greed could only be given its place,
That's the realization,
That we're all here,
Whatever the system,
Surely amidst the vastness of this Earth,
There is a place for ev'ryone's passion.
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