With Out Her
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James McLain
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Night time or day
sunlight, your face.
I am drawn deeply
in to them.
Moonlight your eye's
glowing I find.
Enshrined
without a care of this world.
And even
with my last breath.
I shall wait
until you show your face
once again.
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