As my feet touch the sand, it's an instant caress of pleasure
As my eyes meet the glorious sparkle of the ocean, it's an instant picture of relief
As my skin is kissed by the spring breeze, it's an instant love affair with the air
As we get older we forget the little pleasures of life
As we get older we try to mend ourselves from all the bad
As we get
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