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I'm being softly lifted off my feet A spring fling beckons my gripped teeth A lifetime seems slower during the day But at the night I'm reminded of the rippling waves I've timed it I have exactly 3 more years before I'm washed away
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Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 11:35 PM UTC
washed away
I'm being softly lifted off my feet A spring fling beckons my gripped teeth A lifetime seems slower during the day But at the night I'm reminded of the rippling waves I've timed it I have exactly 3 more years before I'm washed away
Riot-Worsley
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Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 11:35 PM UTC
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