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Apr 2016
Wind blowing in my hair
sand on my feet
this is where I want to be

Eyes glowing
as the wind is blowing
as the water touches my toes
It starts to feel cold

But I look up and see clouds
as my worries fade away
the water starts to reach up to my face

Hair is dripping on my back
as the water fades to nothing
but the glow in your eyes
tells me all of things that is on your mind

Wind blowing in my hair
sand on my feet
this is where I want to be
I wish it was summer :)
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