Sand in my toes
Sun on my face
Brand new sunglasses
Right out of the case

Towering waves
Crashing on the sand
Overlooking the ocean
Atop of the land

The place I belong
Is right on this beach
Standing right there
Just out of my reach

How I wish it was mine
But it just can't be
My beach
And me

I have many memories
And more in my reach
But nothing is as great
As sitting on the beach

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