My special place
By kcockitt
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
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My Special Place
On the shores of a certain beach, are more memories than you
know,
Many lessons you can teach, but to that beach you'll never go,
With someone special I was many times there, collecting shells of dark
and fair,
Talking for hours of wishes and dreams, I showed her how I thought it
seemed,
Listening close she never frowned or patronised my big speech,
The Queen of Pearls I was crowned, as we walked along that beach.
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