Past castles made of sand
This same beach we walked once
Together hand in hand
I smell the salt water from the sea
Feel the wet, cool tide
Solitary footsteps now
You’re no longer at my side
The tide it ebbs and then it flows
Coincides with my life
Highs and lows like pounding waves
Happiness then strife
The castles now have washed away
The sand is clean and smooth
Another chapter in my life
A chapter without you
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