Some Will Come
J
James McLain
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To the sound of words when spoken
all can see.
Help me be inside the book golden
hued forever cover bound
inside of you.
Stitched in mind where those may find
a path not narrow where all
can stumble on.
Lips of beauty words do flow endless
river tide effects
my soul.
Paying close attention watch all grow.
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