We're drifted back to shore

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Standing by the seashore,
What a lovely dress you wore,
Have you bought it from a luxury store?
It suits you well, I'm pretty sure.

But what is that in your eyes?
A tear fell off, you're about to cry,
May I know the reason why?
You can tell me, don't be shy.

You held something in your hands,
A clock and a faded picture of us?
My heart beats fast, what is our past?
I hyperventilated when my hands permeates.

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