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Dec 2012
Tea
Somersaulting on the carpet
Drinking tea out of a can
Thinking of the days when we
Would write our names wrong in the sand
When I cut my foot on beach glass
And you cried your dad to send
His love, I knew then this was forever
That forever we'd be friends
Robyn
Written by
Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
365
   Passion fire hope, --- and Anon C
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