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Dec 2014
H2O
Seven days, each one mine
Seven days of precious time

To snowboard or to surf
In my blood since my birth

I've worked enough for now
I've earned a break
Oh I've worked...and how

For once this jetway feels like freedom
as a settle in my seat

Can't wait to feel the rush
of H2O beneath my feet
Written by
Darcy Jones
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