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Spur From the Surf
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Every evening sitting near the shore,
I gaze on the blue waves, hear them roar.
Amidst a group of white clumps of the sky,
Lays down a sheet of the turquoise pie.
Dancing like a teenage girl,
They...
Every evening sitting near the shore,
I gaze on the blue waves, hear them roar.
Amidst a group of white clumps of the sky,
Lays down a sheet of the turquoise pie.
Dancing like a teenage girl,
They...
