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I long to be in Turkey
It seems so out of reach
Just to paddle in the ocean
And stroll along the beach
I long to be in Turkey
It is my favourite place
The sun is always shining
Love to feel it on my face
I wish to be in Turkey
I feel so out of touch
Delighting all my senses
I miss the food so much
I wish to be in Turkey
How long will it be?
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Wednesday 20th May 2020 11:11 am
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