As the bliss ends

with some good friends,

we are reminded that the sea is to be respected,

every child is a sacred trust,

live while you still breath,

then make any day your way,

whether a rude boy on the market,

or standing next to mahogany trees,

everything whispers here,

the air, the rain, this life you live. 

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