The day in May
I stared at the clear blue sea
Leaning against a tree
The wind blew
And the birds flew
Next to the puffy, white clouds,
Chirping aloud
A squirrel ran into the woods
As I pulled on my hood
This day in May
Was a beautiful day
I stared at the clear blue sea
Leaning against a tree
The wind blew
And the birds flew
Next to the puffy, white clouds,
Chirping aloud
A squirrel ran into the woods
As I pulled on my hood
This day in May
Was a beautiful day
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