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Rock
Throughout the waves that come and go
The people fast and people slow
Rushing past they used to turn
I hold you back and so we burn
But even I can't bear to say
Not at dawn nor dusk not midday
I struggle through to admit
You are my constant
© Sam Hunter
The people fast and people slow
Rushing past they used to turn
I hold you back and so we burn
But even I can't bear to say
Not at dawn nor dusk not midday
I struggle through to admit
You are my constant
© Sam Hunter
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