It's dark. You're sitting in the dark. The wind comes from nearly beyond. I'm trying to get back to the beach in the wild. But how do I leave you alone? I don't even remember what I'm gonna call you.
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On the path of the great day.
It's dark. You're sitting in the dark. The wind comes from nearly beyond. I'm trying to get back to the beach in the wild. But how do I leave you alone? I don't even remember what I'm gonna call you.
