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| Evening Tide |
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| There is a feeling I get at eveningtide my door becomes a pathway To the silent night Winter is ebbing forth now cold and lonely Again Resist no more I thought of spring and its' seasonal change Warm air bringing my soul Peace In the warm summer days ahead you'll find me; traveling to a distant shore Where true love awaits me forever more |
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| 2001 |