Broken Chains: Nature

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Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Nature

Nature December 29, 2013 Valley, valley Calling me Promises benign Of trees so old And fairies bold Of freedom to be mine River, river Roaring by A timeless, rushing flood Your strength I need Your song I heed You flow within my blood Old oak, old oak Be my friend You've weathered all the storms... Sign in to see full entry.

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