Sailing through the sea,
Calm as ever whispers the wind breeze.
The sand on beach smooth as ever,
Watching the seashore ascend and descend together.
Clear blue skies,
Free from both truth and lies.
If only nothing else existed,
Than this best lie that I've once yet visited.
Relaxing while others flee,
What else more could this place be?
Relaxing while others flee,
What else more could this place be?
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