I drive silently along its sandy shores
headlights not needed waves crashing in my ears
My mind violently fighting off the bores
Caution not heeded salt air washing away fears
Sand nestles between car behind on hot asphalt
toes experiment with grip doors locked, keys tossed in bag
water shifting blue, green hiding thoughts of guilt and fault
it has been quite a trip waves beyond, the caution flag
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