Where I, ' Slept Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Where I, ' Slept



It is a quite morning.
All is, as once it was.
Except there where I, ' slept.
There where the insect bit me.
It is not the same, my 'dear
starting over all again.
Nothing has it changed.
As it was, before you came.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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