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O, Lord of the Meeting Rivers! I am here, eastward To the rising sun. Presenting myself, Bare hands and feet. Lord, I am weak and frail. Riverward, my reflection stirs. A drop stirs the river. Lord, I am weak and frail. I have but one question. O Lord, O. Why.
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Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 8:59 AM UTC
Meeting Rivers
O, Lord of the Meeting Rivers! I am here, eastward To the rising sun. Presenting myself, Bare hands and feet. Lord, I am weak and frail. Riverward, my reflection stirs. A drop stirs the river. Lord, I am weak and frail. I have but one question. O Lord, O. Why.
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Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 8:59 AM UTC
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