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As The Beat Goes On. . .

As the beat goes on. . .
I dance like no one’s watching,
just humming along.

I sketch the ocean,
sea gulls flying overhead,
hope is in the air.

imagine just this. . .
. . .doing whatever you want,
always being free!

I hope you enjoyed these.
i know they’re not that good, just say so.

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