Ruby Eye
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James McLain
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Is it.. his treasure..bold..
Heavy opens ruby chest..
Cheeky hot..angry moon..
Flames afoot..in eye alone..
That rocky pond..unknown..
Long of finger..Strong in root..
Broad this spring fed tree..
Does he warmly.. gentle tiger..
Honey suckle breath.. eye hides..
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