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These salty tears

now mine for years...

I cannot shake the constant fears

my children died upon the sea

I hear them callin' out to me

At cliffs edge

I now do stand..

my eyes are focused

on the sand

the waves are crashin'

upon the rocks

the seaweed like

the hands of clocks

"It's time to go"

they whisper now

I hesitate

and balk somehow

The dog runs up and "barks me big"

(he's tellin' me to fix my rig)

I think hes right

that dyin's no good

I see my family

they understood

their spirits convinced

my treasured hound

"Keep our Dad from meetin' the ground"

C May 25 2004 Dream Wench B)

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