It's like my first step on land,
after being lost at sea.
My shaky legs can firmly stand,
and now it's like I'm free.
I won't look back, I shant retract,
the precious earth beneath my feet.
For I thought once the ocean grand,
but found her vastness empty.
And though the sun on her horizon,
was a striking kind of beauty;
only love lies in her sands,
my home upon her beach.
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