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RIMINI
At Rimini
in Italy
we'd holiday
beside the bay.
Your bikini
I loved to see
your body wear
when in the square.
We loved the sun,
it gave us fun
upon the sands,
hands holding hands.
You used to scream
when the ice cream
man came to sell,
ringing his bell.
Such memories
fill heart with bliss.
What times we'd share;
now, you're not there.
Like king lost throne
I walk alone,
while younger pairs
hold hands in squares.
Their happiness,
so regardless
of the heartache
that now I take.
in Italy
we'd holiday
beside the bay.
Your bikini
I loved to see
your body wear
when in the square.
We loved the sun,
it gave us fun
upon the sands,
hands holding hands.
You used to scream
when the ice cream
man came to sell,
ringing his bell.
Such memories
fill heart with bliss.
What times we'd share;
now, you're not there.
Like king lost throne
I walk alone,
while younger pairs
hold hands in squares.
Their happiness,
so regardless
of the heartache
that now I take.
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