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Jun 2013
The sparkling turquoise
of an enormous sea
so hot and crackly
my close friends by
I smile sparkling white
at the sky so clear and bright
a soft sand against my hands
and I am home in this place
of sea and sun
of poor and posh
"I like Mexico," said mom.
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