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by Mark Ayers As the seafoam rises
I look her way It’s then I realize There’s nothing to say Life has a price We all must pay Just a big game God makes us play As the seafoam rises I swear it’s true I sit here alone As I usually do Not sad or happy Nor gay or blue It’s then I realize To me I must be true As the seafoam rises Forced by gravity It’s then I realize It just had to be.
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