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Five Hundred Mile Arm
Joe Edwardson |
If I had a five hundred mile arm,
I would be a human windmill
spinning free energy for all sleepers
a gentle breeze
will caress your face.
If I had a five hundred mile arm,
I would reach for the highest fruit
on the tallest tree
pick the sweetest piece
and hand it to you.
If I had a five hundred mile arm,
part of me, at least
would be near you.
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