sunset
deserted beach
still on the sand
I see the long shadows
of my friends.
we are slowly gathering
time to home
there, a good showe.r
common road for us it
isn`t dragging on.
before we reach,
we will sing marching songs
which we remember,
and we will shake
and out of baskets.
behind us empty beach.
we are catching remains
of the ending day
so that it is
how many it is necessary.
there is also a day tomorrow.
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