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the key
new dawn
salt blue slate grey
push my head down under water
see me bobbing
feel me reaching
save me bright light release me
from sin i am saved
then you played my favourite song
as we danced in a circle
around
and around
each step
as waves
each hand
held tight
flowing silk
flowing water
we all
rais...
Tuesday 26th July 2016 3:50 pm
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