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Dec 2010
There by your river i waited so patienly.
When the world was gilded with purple red light of the rising sun.
The trees covered me so perfectly.
There in my dwelling place i stood to run...

Away from the water...
That reflected your face each time i looked into it.
Away from the wind...
That whispered your name each time i sang.

On your shore i stood by the ocean.
Calling your name with passion.
Soft was the sky, gilding my soul with blue.
As i pledged you my prayers so true.
Written by
Fred McCarthy
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   --- and Katrina Kovach
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