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   mpsilvertone@yahoo-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (HarryLime) posted:   
   > Will Dockery wrote:   
   >>> mpsilvertone@yahoo-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (HarryLime) posted:   
   >>> Will Dockery wrote:   
   >   
   > >>>> To the Sea Angel   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> Riptide waves,   
   > >>>> there goes the sea angel,   
   > >>>> right above the waves.   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> These mystery years,   
   > >>>> where would I be without them?   
   > >>>> What if I'd stayed happy?   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> Years lost,   
   > >>>> these last few I've played catch up,   
   > >>>> drifting from the shore.   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> Barnacles on an olive shell,   
   > >>>> brain choral in my mind.   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> Instrumental tune,   
   > >>>> made by the incoming waves.   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> I tossed a starfish back in,   
   > >>>> watched it twirl away,   
   > >>>> and thought of you.   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> -Will Dockery (1997)   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> MMP: Is that photo of you and Zod?   
      
   No, that's not Zod on the beach with me.   
      
   > >>> Dockery: Zod, we're walking on the railroad tracks near the hobo camp.   
   > >>>   
   > >>> MMP: No... that's a different picture.  In this one, you're standing on   
   the beach together.   
      
   That wasn't Zod on the beach.   
      
   > > Yes, here's another photograph from that same day in 1977.   
   > >   
   > > (See JLA Forums attachment below.)   
   >   
   > It may be the same day, but that's definitely a guy in the first photo.    
   He's shirtless and wearing shorts; the girl in this photo has a t-shirt and   
   jeans.   
      
   Again, there were four of us on the beach that afternoon.   
      
   --   
   Poetry and songs of Will Dockery:   
   https://www.reverbnation.com/willdockery   
      
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