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As I looked down, the cobblestone was alive, Dancing to the music of a live band, Walking with wandering tourists, Laughing with children eating ice cream cones And there I was, watching silently, Apart from the soul, Yet beating right along with the heart.
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Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 1:06 AM UTC
Harborwalk
As I looked down, the cobblestone was alive, Dancing to the music of a live band, Walking with wandering tourists, Laughing with children eating ice cream cones And there I was, watching silently, Apart from the soul, Yet beating right along with the heart.
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Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 1:06 AM UTC
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