My Fantasy
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James McLain
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Asleep I wake, I'm not alone.
I hear a windows, silent breeze.
Deep inside the woods tonight.
I feel long shadows, of that tree.
Each limbs move leaves apart.
Moon shines between the moss.
The kiss of rain drops softly down.
Sleep is so quite that it sits up,
will she come again, while I wait.
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