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Sep 2016
I found a shell in a desert of rocks,
put up to my ear and never would have thought,
know what I heard?

almost forgot but listen twice,
the whispering is nice.
pretty thing with gold streaks on the side.

I still don't know why it was hiding.
and still cant see her well
but only time will tell,
with sweet Michelle.
So I made a friend the night I wrote this named Michelle.
she told me to write this for her on the spot so tell me what you think.
Patrick Andrew Toft
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Patrick Andrew Toft  Palm Spring
(Palm Spring)   
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