(28.06.1952 / Coventry)

The Coast

I gathered my belongings and set off for the coast
Forgetting all my troubles and the ones I love the most
Just to be alone, and to enjoy that outdoor prize
Was all that I was looking for to please my weary eyes

by Phil Soar

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