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I swam in the ocean as far as could be
to where the waves met a breaking sea
along the way I passed a whale or two
three sharks one dove and a picture of you

Was within my mind carrying me forth
over white horses toward the north
where an island approached
upon which I sat

On a sandy beach with nothing but a cat
who became my friend and taught me to fish
yes the life of Reilly I lived
but for one wish

To turn rocks then fire
into a meal for two
to trade in your picture
for the real you