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Sep 2013
A lonesome day out on the lake
The sun rises and it sets
The moon does the same
In their little dance
The crickets sing me a melody
A thousand songs that all play that lonesome tune
The fish are nibbling and I'd sure like a bite
But underwater they don't hear my screams
The wind rocks the waves and the boat rocks between the two
And I'm untouched
Brandon
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