If My Verse Yet Lived
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James McLain
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If my verse yet lived beyond this page,
It would dance through time, a timeless age.
In whispers heard on evening breeze,
Or echoed softly amongst the trees.
It would weave through hearts, a silken thread,
With every word a universe spread.
Through laughter, tears, and moments grand,
My verse would live, forever planned.
Though I may fade, my words endure,
A legacy of thoughts, pure and sure.
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