Home
Home is paradise where see sunrise on west,
East where you see sunset,Home is 75 degrees all year
Home is nice breezy wind through your hair,
Ocean is calm and ocean sparkle like diamonds
Sand are pure white as speak the truth,
Tequila flows good,
Sex on the beach all nude
Food are exotic, Where tragic turn to magic.
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