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Walking on Sand

Mar 17, 2002 Memory of Mine
Feel it between your toes,
And think of thoughts that it brings to you.
From birth I have loved this part of life
Hoping that my heart could stay,
Until I wanted to leave.
But sooner than none my time has ended with thee.

Whenever I think of “Walking on Sand,”
I can’t stop thinking of you
For you are my sand – which I cannot bare to leave.

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Memory of Mine

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