Like a cold drink of water on a blistering hot day.
A burst of cold Arctic air in my face.
Squishy mud between my bare toes.
A smile from someone who cares.
The roar of ocean waves.
Tall Georgia pine trees swaying in the wind.
Yeah.
That's the type of day I want.
A burst of cold Arctic air in my face.
Squishy mud between my bare toes.
A smile from someone who cares.
The roar of ocean waves.
Tall Georgia pine trees swaying in the wind.
Yeah.
That's the type of day I want.
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