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Islamorada is beautiful in April The wind always in the palms Calls of native birds wake me to thoughts of you Calls of native birds Wind in the palms You, sleeping breathing beside me the wealth of you in my arms
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 2:23 PM UTC
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Islamorada is beautiful in April The wind always in the palms Calls of native birds wake me to thoughts of you Calls of native birds Wind in the palms You, sleeping breathing beside me the wealth of you in my arms
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 2:23 PM UTC
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