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Of
all the places
'round
the World
I
know I'd rather be
Far
away from
Acres
of Land
and
nearer to the Sea
High
above the
Ocean
waves
Atop
a towering spire
With
the whispering winds
of
serenity
Echoing
my desire!
Where
seagulls hover
Outside
the pane
To
herald the break of day
And
the morning sun
With
pastel shades
That
warmly lights my way
This
lovely place
Along
the shore
Is
where I long to be.
High
above
The
world below
In
my lighthouse
By
the sea!
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