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I should never have gone to the beach that day

if only I had found my way through it never skipped the rough vegetation insisted on the muddy path if only I had insisted on a couple more minutes under that colossal wave mid june, brushing my legs as I traveled under if only I had believed you while you caressed my blue side i'm glad I didn't you see, magic does happen and death always enters unannounced