I’ll be back when the sunshine’s.
We’ll go to Angel Island.
It’s out of the wind.
Usually fine weather there.
Easy to sail to.
My old sloop can do it.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
I’ll be back when the sunshine’s.
We’ll go to Angel Island.
It’s out of the wind.
Usually fine weather there.
Easy to sail to.
My old sloop can do it.
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