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We all have one A favourite place A hideout for just us A place away from home When you feel more at home Than when your at home The plane hit the concrete all smooth The exit delightful The heat hits my face And the wind sweeps it past I rush to the coast The 5 mile beach, golden and pure The ice cold sea You stand there arms out wide As if hugging the world The sun smiles back down You can't wait for sun down When the lights turn on The winding gilded white tiled streets Bustle with lovers and laughter The smell of the food The alure of the language. My head hits the pillow Out like a light Sleep so sound Next thing it's light Step out of the house Into the morning hills The strange smell of dew and diesel I'm in love Portugal I want to say Obrigado
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May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 8:31 AM UTC
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We all have one A favourite place A hideout for just us A place away from home When you feel more at home Than when your at home The plane hit the concrete all smooth The exit delightful The heat hits my face And the wind sweeps it past I rush to the coast The 5 mile beach, golden and pure The ice cold sea You stand there arms out wide As if hugging the world The sun smiles back down You can't wait for sun down When the lights turn on The winding gilded white tiled streets Bustle with lovers and laughter The smell of the food The alure of the language. My head hits the pillow Out like a light Sleep so sound Next thing it's light Step out of the house Into the morning hills The strange smell of dew and diesel I'm in love Portugal I want to say Obrigado
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i_macleod
36/M/uk preston lancashire
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 8:31 AM UTC
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