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Feb 2011
Sitting on the beach with you
Watching the little creatures float by on the shore.
Enjoying the Ocean's spray.
Oh, what a dream, that will never come true...
Because sitting on the beach with you
Among the ocean spray,
Would be my last dream for you...
Just a little something...
Melody
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