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Oct 2020
Let
the sun
burn my face red.
Let the tropical drinks
go to my head.

Let
the sea green water
wrinkle my skin.
Let the wild nights
of partying begin!

Let
the palm trees
dance in the wind.
Let me see not
If I’ve sinned.

Let
all my problems
sleep at home.
Let this gusty woman
for once just roam!
sandra wyllie
Written by
sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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