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Kaeya Miranda Merchant

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Kaeya Miranda Merchant

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English Poem : #15400 English Poem Abstract : #8093

beach sand castles

The wind in my hair

The sun in his lair

My mouth opened wide

The rocks and the tide

In dark damp caves

Surfing on the waves

In the sun and on the sand

In the sea and ever so tanned

Get your pails and buckets in reach

For an amazing day at the beach

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