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stosh ' Her Face'
She lives by the Sea,
And walks on the Beach.
An Island somewhere,
So far outta reach.
A bottle is tossed,
A message within.
On the Seven Seas,
Where has it been?
Storms on the rise,
Sand washed away.
Notes under glass,
...
And walks on the Beach.
An Island somewhere,
So far outta reach.
A bottle is tossed,
A message within.
On the Seven Seas,
Where has it been?
Storms on the rise,
Sand washed away.
Notes under glass,
...
