Please Steal Me Away
J
James McLain
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Heart of fire misspoken moss
of grace upon each tree
flaming soul unfreed to seek
it reachs high
none can sea to only speak
of thee.
Under heavens brow it's known
ever waiting hand out
reached trembling pillows you
i wait head bowed.
Resting crazy thoughts twirling rings
you have and always gave.
Travel home to you I so do wish.
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