A far distant shore
When I was a boy
I peered across the lake
To the far distant shore
A half-mile away.
It calls me to come,
to land on that beach!
A mystery to see!
A goal out of reach.
When I was older
I stood on the shore
Of an alien coast
only to hear:” explore!”.
Now with the vision on screen
Titian calls clearly to me.
No boat do I have
although I still make my plea.
It calls me to come,
to land on that beach!
A mystery to see!
A goal out of reach.
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