Havlock beach asked
look that book
you can read if you like
there is no escape
you may run
questions are shades
it need no ticket to fly
where you happen to be
I stood again
sea shore sands
it were slippy
touching to read
what I failed
I didn't ask
what it did
I have to stand
I did so
may be you know better
I kept silent
that spoke itself
sand was slippy
it remained
stoic were it ways
I have known
may be
I didn't know
what for
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