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Four men

Four men went to the beach

No-one saw them

No-one knew them

And no-one would remember

They’ve ever been there
 

Four men went to the beach

One was smoking

One was swallowing

One was blind

And one was drunken
 

They weren’t seen

They weren’t known

They haven’t really

Been there at all
 

And no-one would see them

And no-one would know them

And no-one would remember

They’ve ever been there
 

Unto the last day of time

And space

And life

They even wouldn’t know themselves



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