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Whenever I go to her shore

Part of me stays there

I feel her comfort

And nothing else compares

I walk on air

I run through the sand

When her waves hit

I feel magically grand

I spin and twril

I act like a kid

I forget my troubles

And what everyone did

I leap and dance

The wind hits my face

I feel her breathing

The tenderest of grace

I sit, I run

I bask in the sun

At the end of the day

My worries are undone

Everytime I go

Part of me stays

I feel her there

On the loneliest days

I sit, I dream

I feel her sun

Each and everytime

I know I am her loved one

Thank you so much

For these sweetest of dreams

They live in my heart

Where they dazzle and gleam

Written by: S.Matheson

3/1/2004

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