Stiff With Envy
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James McLain
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Coming out,
the cold, gulf water.
Before them I stand.
After then and still having.
Unlike the rest,
muscles pumped rock solid.
I am once again back on shore.
Frozen stiff,
I am seen as the grass.
Green with envy.
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