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Roaming Soul | ||
| Let your soul roam far and wide, Dreaming of a distant place. Smell the sea and watch the tide Creeping up to find its place. Sniff the roses in the wood, Graceful, happy stars of white. Realize how life is good! Every day brings new delight. Dream of palms and silver sand, Whales a-leaping in the sea. Then perhaps you'll understand That the best is yet to be. | ||
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