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Nov 2011
When I think of you, calm is my mind
And when I see you, I feel fine.
There's nothing that can harm you, you're very safe
You're free as a bird, or a flying kite.
Yeah, yeah, you're alright.
Summer is comin', the kids are runnin',
We lay down on the beach, the sun beaming down
The waves are crashing, the children are laughing
And you're here with me, finally.
The ocean is blue, the day is new
And we are both free, yes indeed.
Two kites fly up in the air, being apart I can't bare
We fall back down into the sea,
And all that's floating is you and me.
Sam Rosenberg
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Sam Rosenberg
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   Michael Ryan
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