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You swam in my womb as I lay
mid-morn on the pink blossom sand of spectacular Horseshoe Bay. Where the horizon meets this land, God has chosen an artist’s hand to stroke Bermuda’s mysteries in softly muted color-bands of possible miracle seas.
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