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It was here, he said In my hand, not far from sleep Too far the dream of ocean blue. And she laughed, As her hand swept the sand Looking for jewels Looking for recognition Looking for the grain Looking for proof.
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Jun 2, 2010
Jun 2, 2010 at 11:05 AM UTC
Sand
It was here, he said In my hand, not far from sleep Too far the dream of ocean blue. And she laughed, As her hand swept the sand Looking for jewels Looking for recognition Looking for the grain Looking for proof.
© wormwood / lmc 2009 Posted : 2 June 2010
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Jun 2, 2010
Jun 2, 2010 at 11:05 AM UTC
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