Nov 2014
i keep my hopes and dreams in a paper sack
i pull them out when i feel the need
some are stale, never meant to last
those i take to the shore and toss in the sea
i pull them out when i feel the need
some are stale, never meant to last
those i take to the shore and toss in the sea
(Sunny Florida)
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