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"The Sand Between My Toes"
Strange, it must have been the footprints you left in the sand. I knew my footprints had trod upon that same burning sand, And I wanted to touch your heart as I starred at the same identical scars.
Yes, I know long ago the winds had swirled and removed your presence, And I would never know where you had been or where you were going. For all that was left was scattered sand that once resided between our toes, I smiled, no...not because we shared the sand...it's because I realized we did.
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copyright Bob McDearmid 1998 |
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