The sand was soft beneath my feet,
The silver dust of chaste moonlight.
The breeze whispered it's its sweet ode to
The pristine beauty of the full moon night.
The waves beckoned to farther out-
To love and peace and joy somewhere,
The leaves fluttered to kiss the earth
And lie without another care.
Just out the window but still so far-
Why bound by this unseen rope?
The earth is free, and are all it's beings
Yet we live in but four walls and hope.
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