Imagine a sandy beach, where the light is hard to reach,
Listening to the waves, looking far at reach,
Feeling the shivery breeze,
Sitting down on your knees,
Blessing for the please,
Without a sneeze,
Gazing up the sky,
Looking up that high,
Feeling a bit shy,
To the clouds that say bye,
Dancing to the tunes of their will,
Flicking and pinching by standing still,
Forget the darkness, that you sit in still,
Watching and thinking with no such will,
Sitting just right,
Staying up throught the night,
Counting the stars, that shine in bright,
Wishing for one that would shoot in sight,
Imagine the sandy beach,
Now shines so bright,
With that shooting star,
That fulfills your night,
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