March 31, 2011
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Waves crashing at the shore,
Nothing could be better
Lounging out in the
Warm sun
Listening to the birds
Chirping and kids splashing
The sky alters to a dark blue
But still warm
In our sandals and swim suits
Talking, and laughing
No other place I’d rather be

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