Seaside 

Down on the sandy sea,

I await the call to be free,

To be released for oppression 

And desiring worldly possessions

And existing in this false reality.

While some call into question my sanity,

I understand that reality itself

Is a simple falsehood, I myself

Realize the futility of man,

The little we can

Do, and await to be taken

By the blue waters, waiting to be awakened.

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