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Puerto Rico

Nov. 1984

The August Sea

Torn between the sea and the sky,

I lean more toward the sea,

I guess for me it's always been

that way.

I love the sound of the wind in the trees,

but it can't compare to the pounding surf,

and being caressed by a summer breeze,

will never take the place of being

held in the warm embrace of

The August Sea.