So roughly out of shape
It was beautiful in the past
And I remember when I saw it last
The beach filled with rocks and sand
The water dissolving, showing more land
Trees are growing where there were none
A new habitat has just begun
Everything is changing
The landscape re arranging
But I always come back year after year
Because this place means so much to me, I love being here.
2006
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