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The Beach

Walking along the beach that night,
Everything was oh so different,
The very scene was oh so right,
I was standing there in imprisonment,
As I stared into his face,
Everything was so amazing,
Though I didn't deserve his grace,
I was lost in the sun setting,
Not knowing what was in store,
In the land that I was of oh so keen,
I knew not what his hand bore,
Now i have discovered the mean,
As he pulled it out,
It was a ring no doubt.





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