Nylon Nets
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James McLain
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Are you mine and growing still you give, I am alive!
You I touch and growing never still, the wind is free.
You quiver like the moving sea here comes another wave.
The sand that covers you, I think of nylon nets.
Come to me, think quick right, left handed one.
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