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Apr 2013
You sleep on the sea
Moon glowing on the ripples
While the trees dance in the breeze
She stands on sand
I swim without  palms
Awaken from the empty book
The ***** hands pinch my nails
Sails of old as cold as the hearts of gold
The stingray which releases its fury
I bite the tail of my own rough skin
Float away
Float to your shallow grave
Touch the fishes that kiss my tongue
But give me one chance to obtain true love
Norman Lyons
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Norman Lyons  California
(California)   
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