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Cling, clang, cling, clang, I feel the wind on my face. Cling, clang, cling clang, I can fly through the clouds like a bird. Cling, clang, cling clang … – -“Get down from that hammock you lazy girl!” Yells my cousin Jose as he runs into the room. “Come on and help me to getContinue reading “The Beach House”