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A River Runs Wild The wind is gently calling my name Blowing softly, whispering in vein The sun is hiding casting your shadow I see it today. Will I see it tomorrow? The clouds have stopped moving across the sky Yet rain still falls and I don't know why And as the moon travels from here to there Forever fading, going no where Sadness trickles as rivers of rain Yet as a new day begins I'll again hide my pain. I never knew such lonliness could be so deep in my soul. A river in me. |
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