Poets Tell You More
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James McLain
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Staying in up all night.
Untill dawn in the morning.
Without sleeping with the face.
Of her in my hands.
Dusk and silver twilight,
stars flashing brightly.
Comets burst high in the sky.
Standing straight in the rain,
you carry on.
Looking back at my life,
I look forward to you.
In my next-generation,
that flows from the source,
every one.
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