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A Lake Sequence by Scott Graham

Hear me, Lord, please contain me. 
I was in flames the time you poured
the wind down through the cradlesof my blue ears, when you rattled
the brittle palms lovely in my ears.

A Lake Sequence by Scott Graham

Hear me, Lord, please contain me. 
I was in flames the time you poured
the wind down through the cradlesof my blue ears, when you rattled
the brittle palms lovely in my ears.

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