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shashmeno3
Art Grafic :
good morning 🙏 🌄
2022-06-24 07:12:27
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malaknasro3
ملاك :
صباحك فل وياسمين صباح المحبة
2022-06-24 07:59:02
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صباح العافيه
2022-06-24 19:58:55
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The mic is warm beneath my hand, Salt air clings to every strand Of song I’ve yet to send afloat— A verse, a dream, a sunlit note. Strings tuned tight with ocean breeze, Palm fronds dancing in the keys, And laughter rolls across the sand From weathered chairs and tanned hands. The surf keeps time—a gentle snare, The clink of pints is everywhere, And as I strum, the golden light Casts halos in the falling night. My voice, a tide that starts to swell, Crashing soft where stories dwell; Each lyric caught in salted air, Unraveled hearts, laid open there. A dog lies sleeping near the stage, A child sways past her summer age, While lovers lean in lager glow, Forgetful of the world they know. The chorus rises like a cheer— Not mine alone, but all who hear. Together now, we ride the sound, Anchored deep yet unbound. So here's to songs beside the sea, To fleeting chords and harmony. No studio, no plastic fame— Just living loud, and leaving flame. - ChatGPT
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