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Mar 2015
We walked along the edge of the ocean,
Were our feet met the sea
Shes gripped my hand a little tighter
Then whispered something to me,

She said,

When we get home
I've got something to show you
Something your dying to see
I know you'll love it,
It's for you,from me..
A gentleman never tells
Stoney
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Stoney
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