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At Sea


Were on a boat

It rocks and rocks

He’s inside the sea

With socks with socks

The sun is gold

It glows and glows

The wind is fresh

It blows and blows

His eyes stand out

My heart my heart

He pulls me out

We start we start

This scene is fake

A dream a dream

This scene is my future

My scene my scene

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