Lost When I Talk
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James McLain
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When I am lost, I talk to no one but you, no other women.
Some times I think,
they always think, knowing I always think of you.
Words such as yours are clever and clear like the wind
and your words like the chimes, blow as too me so dear.
And yellow brown centered daisies by you gathered, too.
When I'm lost and my thoughts are of you.
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