Where
the wind gently blows,
embracing every grain of sand.
Where
the earth kisses the sky,
and water looks like a mirror.
Where
the sun sleeps in peace,
beyond the crimson horizon.
Where
the evenings are cold,
and I have your hand to hold.
That is the beach I dream of.
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