Treasure Island

MISS SEXY MAMA


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Summer leaves start to bloom all around
The birds chirp in the morning is a lovely sound
I walk among the trees try to understand
If life is nothing but us passing this lonely land
Grass starts to turn that shade of green
apple trees start to flower this is what I have seen
I remember us sitting on a blanket under the stars
We tried with all our might to drown out the passing cars
Being with you that summer was my best summer yet

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