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11 Seagulls

And eleven seagulls flew,
One for every day I knew
You would think of me, and do
The things we said we'd do
At 7am each morning.

And eleven seagulls flew;
You found a wood, I did too
You found a tree, an oak or yew
You walked around, not once but two
'Hearts are bound, souls are glued,
Within our words my love for you is'
Found; eleven sticks, straight and true
A circle of hope and love we do
Sit within, and bow are heads, you
Close your eyes, imagine us tied to
A promise we made, a truth
We prayed would last forever, you
And I flying in a V towards an ocean blue
With infinite energy, but this dream it flew
On the wings of 11 seagulls I drew
On a paper bird I gave to you
To wish upon but never use

Eleven seagulls flew, at dawn today
And I thought of you, I thought of you
I thought of you, I thought of you
I thought of you, I thought of you
I thought of you, I thought of you
I thought of you, I thought of you

And I thought of you.
And eleven seagulls flew, away.

jackalice

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