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Mar 2016
On the shore
Let me walk
At my feet
Feel the sea
Thinking of thee

O Mysterious God
Touch my soul
Communicate
I await

All I hear
Is the sound of sea
Waves rushing to me
And Feel the breeze

Your creation's
Touching me
Your Touch is fine
Makes serene
My Mind
Tom Blake
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Tom Blake  Scotland
(Scotland)   
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