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Walk along the tidal bay,
At the waters edge,
stroll along peacefully,
take in the sights and sounds.

Stop, look back,
to watch and see,
the footprints left in sand.

The ebbs and flows,
Of the tides,
washaway all traces,
We were even here.

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