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Your winding winds stood so |
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All that is my own |
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Where land and water meet |
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Where on my soul I sit upon my bed |
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Your ways have led me to bleed |
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Every child will be a leader |
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Every wise man's word a rule |
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Every keeper will be a sleeper |
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And a guide to ways unshown |
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Your winding winds did sow |
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All that is my own |
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Where land and water meet |
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Where on my soul |
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I sit upon my bed |
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Your ways have led me to bleed |
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He who knows may pass on |
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The word unknown |
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And meet me on the desertshore |
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Meet me on the desertshore |
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Your winding winds did sow |
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All that is my own |
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Where land and water meet |
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Where on my soul |
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I sit upon my bed |
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Your ways have led me to bleed |
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He who knows may pass on |
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The word unknown |
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And meet me on the desertshore |
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Meet me on the desertshore |
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Meet me on the desertshore |
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Your winding winds stood so |
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All that is my own |
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Where land and water meet |
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Where on my soul |
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I sit upon my bed |
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Your ways have led me to bleed |
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He who knows may pass on the word I know |
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And meet me on the desertshore |
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Meet me on the desertshore |
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Your winding winds did sow |
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All that is my own |
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Where land and water meet |
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Where on my soul |
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I sit upon my bed |
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Your ways have led me to bleed |
