No Thought To Some
J
James McLain
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Seed of speck in eye glossed the lid to hide
bye inside of bye
must try.
Every window has a soul to see the pain they
ride the rail found train
to plea.
Events unfold wrinkled lettered line to you from
me a path to go inside
of all.
Defference the monkey tapped a key was truth
inside a simple mind to find
one love.
Set upon moss covered stone riddled nature to
become a need that
feeds us all.
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