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and no one knows where the poem goes
because she looks down at her toes
and they are painted so sweetly you see
and with each glance you're more in love with me
the waves are high and i can feel it
splashing in -such a teal fit
let me off to lay in the sun
before i'm gone, here you come
magnets so strong
without you safe the balance is gone
crash crash
ash ash