The TIDE

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The tide recedes, but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand.

The sun goes down, but gentle warmth still lingers on the land.

The music stops, yet echoes on in sweet, soulful refrains.

For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains.

-- Hardin Marshall via

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