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Like the waves softly brush against The ocean shore,
You fall flat, flat, flat.
Like the gentle brush of a morning Breeze,
You clean the dirt of your shirt.
Like the eerie silence in the dark Of night,
I remember the moment you taught me How to dougie.
So word by word and line by line, I Write this dreadful poem with you.





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