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Sound Love Tears fell, As I watched you boarding, Your rotting dory, up stream, On the river of Despair. Hurriedly, I ran ahead, Downstream, Cutting my skin on glass and brambles. Now I sit, assuredly, at the mouth, Waiting to cast the net of my Love, Snatching you from the ocean of Oblivion Knowing that Love, true and full, Does not fail to rescue us from, Despair. David Young

Š 2003

Sound Love, color  

Sound Love Tears fell, As I watched you boarding, Your rotting dory, up stream, On the river of Despair. Now I sit, assuredly, at the mouth,...

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