Sand in between my toes
Salt on my lips
The warm sun on my face
A sweet breeze in my hair
Today will be perfect
That is................
As long as the thirty sea-gulls lurking near don't pull an Alfred Hitchcock
Sep 16, 2012
Sep 16, 2012 at 10:01 PM UTC
Sand in between my toes
Salt on my lips
The warm sun on my face
A sweet breeze in my hair
Today will be perfect
That is................
As long as the thirty sea-gulls lurking near don't pull an Alfred Hitchcock
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