I so long to go to the seashore
To watch the birds dive above waters
The sun go slowly down to kiss the ocean
Leaving the blushing clouds behind
Hundreds of joggers walk on promenades
Seniors sit quietly as the wind caresses their cheeks
Children chirp and squeal, running to catch the rolling ball
Lovers find peace behind the rocks
Romacing the moments of eternal bliss.
Long time now
The memory fades
No one buys colorful wares
Vendors walk up and down the streets
Everywhere is virus scare
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