On the shore she stands still
looking in the water so clear
Her thoughts have all the time to ****
yet of none she really fears
Everything is in sight from inside out
hard rock, all the moss and the debris
To which her heart gives a shout
for her brain to just feel the breeze
"Oh darling! Catch up with me on this ride
only then we can make it big..!"
Her brain then forgets about the high tides
and off she goes to look for her treasure to dig!!
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 10:29 AM UTC
On the shore she stands still
looking in the water so clear
Her thoughts have all the time to ****
yet of none she really fears
Everything is in sight from inside out
hard rock, all the moss and the debris
To which her heart gives a shout
for her brain to just feel the breeze
"Oh darling! Catch up with me on this ride
only then we can make it big..!"
Her brain then forgets about the high tides
and off she goes to look for her treasure to dig!!
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