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This River

Steve Von Till
This river flows to the South
Like these thoughts flow from my veins
Blood like fuel is fed to the fire
Inspired by faces in the flames
In the boats we crosses over the water
The edge of the Earth fell away
On the banks we stood alone
As dreams were washed out to sea

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