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DRINKS AT THE SANDBAR
Love is the flow
Of the river
We don’t know
Eyes are closed
Toes are up
Where it goes
We must trust
It is true
We may bust
On the rocks
Not up to us
Take our knocks
And give thanks
For the kindness
Of sandbanks
Some nights spent
In their dunes
Which we dent
With our feet
Wrinkled so
When they meet
Sun comes up
On the beach
Fill our cups
Toast the sea
We made it
You and me
Of the river
We don’t know
Eyes are closed
Toes are up
Where it goes
We must trust
It is true
We may bust
On the rocks
Not up to us
Take our knocks
And give thanks
For the kindness
Of sandbanks
Some nights spent
In their dunes
Which we dent
With our feet
Wrinkled so
When they meet
Sun comes up
On the beach
Fill our cups
Toast the sea
We made it
You and me
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