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THE SEA THAT COMES TO MEET MY HAND by ANNETTE WYNNE

Last Line: Because the world humps up, you see
Subject(s): SEA;
THE sea that comes to meet my hand
Is rolling on some foreign land;
And some small child in that far place
Is looking out to see my face.

And there he stands, and here stand I,
I cannot see him, though I try;
We look and look ''" it cannot be ''"
Because the world humps up, you see.



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