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the Big Gruff Man let the fear from his soul leak through grave stone eyes how hard the matter must have been pressed before he released his grip on that liquid prize what a strange sight seeing water falling, falling,                 falling,                                 falling from those grave, stone eyes he looks at me as though i hold the key to unlock the lock and release the chain binding him to his pain look away Big Gruff Man or i will drown in your pleading stare for you are me or more to the point what i fear to be i scream to his deaf ears "it is not the matter but the clinging that brings your pain!" let it go,                   let it go,                                    let it go the waters will come the waters will rise the waters will carry you away
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Apr 1, 2010
Apr 1, 2010 at 7:29 AM UTC
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the Big Gruff Man let the fear from his soul leak through grave stone eyes how hard the matter must have been pressed before he released his grip on that liquid prize what a strange sight seeing water falling, falling,                 falling,                                 falling from those grave, stone eyes he looks at me as though i hold the key to unlock the lock and release the chain binding him to his pain look away Big Gruff Man or i will drown in your pleading stare for you are me or more to the point what i fear to be i scream to his deaf ears "it is not the matter but the clinging that brings your pain!" let it go,                   let it go,                                    let it go the waters will come the waters will rise the waters will carry you away
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Apr 1, 2010
Apr 1, 2010 at 7:29 AM UTC
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