Did you ever walk along the shore, When your worries troubled you most? Felt the waves collapse against your feet, And leave behind remorse? Well, I’ve walked along the golden sand, At every hour of day. And all the worries on my mind, The ocean washed away. In terror or in sadness, The sea breaks down my fears. Washes them far away, Along with silver tears. When the urge to breathe is maddening, When you’re overcome with stress, Lift your head above the water, Inhale calm, exhale the mess. Yes, the sea takes all the heartbreak, And now proof I have for you: Alas, how do you suppose, That the ocean got so blue?
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