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Seraphim in letters and New York Times bestsellers
and violins, my favorites of your old records are playin’
and Seraphim I do miss you from the Midwest
across the Appalachians and you are still consumin’
my mornings
my sleepy eyes
my first thoughts
my first thoughts
of you in my arms
Seraphim
across New England’s endless
distance from Michigan
Seraphim in torrents, above my head and floatin’
Like summer clouds on sunswept
Summer dawns you uplift
my mornings
my sleepy eyes
my first thoughts
my first thoughts
Of you in my arms
Seraphim
across New England’s endless
distance from Michigan
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