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Oct 2014
these gentile waves hypnotize me
the soothing swaying, takes hold of me
close my eyes, there's no place I'd rather be
invigorated by the salty sea

the distant horizon streches far away
to reach it, is only for the brave
if only I could be there, perhaps I'll be saved
what wonders lie beyond, I cannot say

when the warmth of your arms wrap around me
your gentile kiss, upon my cheek
brings me back to reality
then realize there no place I'd rather be
then with my horizon thats holding me
Written by
tom krutilla  justice, illinois
(justice, illinois)   
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