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walking down the shore at dusk in november
as i walk down the shore i stare,
i stare at the sea,
i see the splender.
i can see the waves,
crashing along the tideline the salt mingling with the sand,
i see all this yet there is much i do not see.
i have not stopped to gaze and wonder,
i'm still walking down the shore.
all that wondering took less then a second,
life kept moving,
my feet also kept moving.
life went on by but my mind stayed transfixed on that one singular thought that
brought forth a haze of new ones.
i walked on...
