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... Wind Salty wind at our backs. Going straight forward, Cares have been packed. Straight ahead on golden tracks. Wind covers the ground, Houses and we. Grasping the essence, Lighting our seeing. In salty, windy, Moonlight we sing. Both holding hands, A beautiful thing. Aflame in the night, Salty wind at our backs, Nod yes with ease; Yarn true in fact. We've bound the essence, Of spirits own right. Salty wind in the future, Gifts freedom in sight. Kiss on the lips, A loving delight.
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