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Feb 2017
I can see the rays of light in the water
Its like dust only hotter
Its like you only not here.
Its like me only with out fear.

I can see everything.
With in the cooler on the porch
and the cat in the corner
The flame on the torch
which makes the air warmer
I can see everything.

I reach my hand toward you like i might be able to grasp you
But my finger tips just barely touch
Still I am glad I can feel you
Even though I can't clutch.

I am glad I can feel you
Even though I can't be you
I am glad I can feel you.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
(122/East Of EDEN)   
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   Mary Winslow
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