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Jan 2014
To the river then he said
To the wash.To salvations song he cried.
To the river then he whispered,as he withered deep inside.

To the river where the water rushes all our sins aside.

To the river then without delay
To the river by and by.
Geno Cattouse
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Geno Cattouse  california
(california)   
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