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Clam Beach Hike



Beautiful walk along Clam Beach shore
Scampered over dunes and grass and more
Driftwood wet upon the sand
Placed there gently by ocean's hand
A misty day, no sun is seen
The water a pale metallic green
No voices heard, nor others this day
Save a man, his daughter, their dog at play
The mighty Mad River has burst forth
Shifting sea lions' places north
A soothing sound to carry all sorrow
Perhaps, except soreness, come tomorrow! 

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