A wide expanse, the big blue sea,
The place where all my pleasures be.
To glide across an open space,
Wind blowing past my hair and face.
Sunlight sparkles o'er waters still.
My goals I think I should fulfill.
But then I dream of the big, blue sea,
And troubles no longer cling to me.
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