And The Toe I Missed
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James McLain
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and the toe i missed; even more
i watch it even in my sleep
and when i'm dreaming of you it moves
i know it is cramped only searching for comfort
and to watch it and waiting for it too move me again
i must not help it and obsessed now, i wiggle it
and looking out the window the moon is my present.
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