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James McLain
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Lookouts chaff the ocean and the sea,
beyond the shore of hope.
Cloud-like smoke it wafts and drifts away.
Waves that stain each reaching soul,
past windows love has told.
And flies away agaist the morning sun.
Nothing shines as brightly as her face.
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