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The Island
Off the shore, not far away,
from the gravel edge,
the island rests ,just out of reach,
you can see, but can not touch,
and so it is so many times,
the things that hold the beauty most,
are too , Beyond our grasp.
from the gravel edge,
the island rests ,just out of reach,
you can see, but can not touch,
and so it is so many times,
the things that hold the beauty most,
are too , Beyond our grasp.
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The Island
The Island
