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We picked the seashells on the shore, You hear them whisper in your ears, I always love to hear you share what they speak, Their words with different voices, I always thought you just pretend, So I pretended to understand, Now you are far Beyond the horizon that we see Whenever we watch the sun wake and sleep, I picked a seashell on the shore And hear it whisper in my ear, I hear your voice saying I love you.
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Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
Seashells
We picked the seashells on the shore, You hear them whisper in your ears, I always love to hear you share what they speak, Their words with different voices, I always thought you just pretend, So I pretended to understand, Now you are far Beyond the horizon that we see Whenever we watch the sun wake and sleep, I picked a seashell on the shore And hear it whisper in my ear, I hear your voice saying I love you.
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Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
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