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Nov 2014
Ev'ry night when the moon smiles wide

I imagine the rise of the oceans tides

--and sounds of waves crashing in my mind.
Written when I was a little lost boy
finding the ocean for the very first time.
Jamie L Cantore
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Jamie L Cantore  The Land Of Flowing Hair
(The Land Of Flowing Hair)   
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