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We stood on the cliffs of Dover,

Gazing over the great blue sea
Such beauty, I say to my brother,
He just smirks and would not see

Brother understood not nature,

It was no way a part of him
In his materialistic lifes mind,
It all was simply a passing whim

Sadly he missed natures vision quest,

That soothes the pain thats part of life
Gives you knowledge of internal vision,
To see the eternal everlasting light

By Tim Thayer