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Jeremy World
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Gliding waters cling to the sands As I look across alongside the lands A look to a bottomless drop on a cliff But here on my rock I guess I shall sit I think of every dawn or sunset As beautiful each day I've known or just met Here I shall live each day In June, January, August, or just any old day I've loved and I've lost and here I come to think And my heart has yet ever to sink My lonely loved seaside place of all As I sit along and watch my blue shimmering wall BY Julie A Harvey
