Footprint On The Sand
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A Footloose walks on the beach
Let his sand castles waterlogged.
He is sure that no valuable things inside.
Insipid it seems and no way to turn.
His long shadow disappeared with the sunset
And in the moonlight his sachet
The identity is safely landing with the calm waves.
Dedication to Nobodies
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