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Saturday, February 20, 2010
Seashell
In dreams I walk along the beach
I find a shell within my reach
more beautiful than all the rest
and as I clutch it to my breast
my troubles melt into the sand
and I wake to find us hand in hand.
Re-posted from MySpace blog April 03, 2009
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