Shoe Of Another Shore
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James McLain
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I washed in your soul
trying to keep
one pair on me..
It is only the rocky shore
I walk,
I need to be aware of.
I see the edge, cut the feet
of all the souls, as they
march into her foamy sea.
I hope the sand will feel a
need to talk, as I wash
the queens feet and
all those like her
before they go, with they
whom walked here before me.
Bu şiiri puanla
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