Our happiness is true
Our young hearts are pure
No artificial flavors
Just living life with a bit of danger.
No pointless and fake matters,
We let all the problems shatter
As we run through the breeze to the coast.
'Cuz the things we value the most
Are you and I, here together
As all the good things gather
In one place- on the beach where everything's pure.
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To Be Honest: A Poetry Collection
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