written april 20, 2009 11:32-11:39 pm

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By Amber •

The soft sand Under my feet, Waves crashing. My childhood. The games, The adventures, The rewards. My childhood. The long walks, The summer talks, Thinking back. A different path. This wonderful feeling The thoughts, the dreams. Overflowing with joy. Continuing. The soft sand Under my feet, Waves crashing. Reminiscing.

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