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![]() THE SILVER STREAM! I sit beside this silver stream and I dream of days gone by. The trials, the tears, the doubts And fears that plague us all, Always seem to come and go. Just like these peaceful waters They pass along and never stay, and I can’t help but think - life’s Storms never last for very long, do they!
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