++Impression on Sandy Prints++

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On the beach, when I was a little boy.
I enjoyed, not the toys but the tales.
There was the time that I have no pain.
In the nights with out rain, I was told the legend of things.
Gentle waves move quietly from the fared sea.
Those nights that pretty moon and stars were shining.	
While the wind blown and I started thinking.
About gentle waves were kissing the sandy beach as always.
Thousand and thousand of printing on the sand left behind.
I don’t know why and how long this sandy printing would stay.
Even though waves being gone away.
I saw sandy beach was still waiting for those lovely kiss 
You might be the lovely sand.
While I planed to become lonely wave as it is. 
Together we have created sand prints on that and this    
Night and day, sands miss waves when they had gone.
If I were those lonely waves as though,
My hope is so as gentle wave want to be back and kiss the lovely sand upon.
Under the shining moon and stars far beyond.
From darkness night till dawn with no tired, but full tears. 
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