Lie dazzling sweetly on strings,
Above loving hearts that beat
In remembrance of waves that caressed,
The memories of the ocean's deep
Those tides that rose on distant sands,
Still stir in restless longings
Of sailing ships and far shores,
Echoing in the salted breeze
And weep of golden days,
That rippled so earnestly
Cast on deserted sands,
Forlorn and waiting, so endlessly waiting
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