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Not understanding his distance
I think I am not good enough
when I know I am
very important
to myself
and what
it takes
to survive
day by years
then decades
sound the calling
as away the one act play
from the grace of God above keeps falling
warm as the hot rain on an evening in July
then on comes the August heat wave of manly in my guy
not understanding his distance, understand his close where I lie.

12/11/06 1950 cj

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