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Let Your rivers flow, thundering under my feet
Your skies glide silently over my head
let the sun and the moon lighten my heart, day and night
I think I’ll stay and build a house
here I want to work and sleep and love and pray
and there's still that book that You want me to write
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The Cutts, River Bann, Coleraine
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| lou_rozensteins | 04-Feb-2009 21:56 | |
| Guest | 04-Feb-2009 21:02 | |
| Lamar Nix | 04-Feb-2009 19:25 | |
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| Gerard Koehl | 04-Feb-2009 11:06 | |