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Lengths Of Sand

Come with me my sweet love
As we walk these lengths of sand
The midday sun shines overhead
As we wander hand in hand

A tender breeze to gently play
While gulls sing out in the sky
As children play with kites on strings
And boats and driftwood float on by

A crystal beach we walk this day
With waves of blue to touch the shore
I'm lost in dreams of you and me
In a land of love and metaphor

~THE FLOWING PEN~
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