Laying Down
J
James McLain
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Laughter in the wind I hear it pleases me
blowing across my mind there find
the sea in it.
All in all the prints you leave the feel
on me the soul I see when I
look up will set you free.
Please pray tell my beach keep clear
no matter here blowing sand will lash
the kind that none all fear.
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