Rich it was under one's feet,
To walk along the golden shore,
Rich in shells,
Washed ashore,
There one sat,
Counting the waves,
The day it went,
As the waves kissed the shore,
Ten thousand or more did one count,
Before the day was no more,
As the Sun went down......
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| Corbyn Head Torquay |
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