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Sunrise Blue

Walking on a sandy beach 
I go and hear the water preach
The water crashes
And splashes
The sun rise with a pink and purple that clash
That clash that doesn’t turn into ash
The ripples in the sky they fly so high
Laying on the beach the sand 
As smooth as a peach
That’s knows you’re on a beach  

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