Written april 26, 2009 3:00-3:06pm

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By Amber

Seagulls flying overhead The smoothness of your skin The soft sand underneath us. The sun shining down on us We're deserted. Just us two. No words are spoken But our thoughts are shared. We hold each other Like we'll never let go. Nothing else matters You and I are together The world seems so right.

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