Waves crashing on the shore,
Clear blue sky,
Soft sand,
Orange sun
Can feel the salt in the air.
Yes you'd better go now
Time's running out
The cars whizz past the waiting cab
The cab driver looking on nonchalently-
He doesn't mind the meter running
But wait.... Did you not promise?...
Sigh!!
Anyway don't bother.Just leave
The wine glass tumbles and breaks into pieces..
Wait-leave the pieces here.
Just leave..will you?
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