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When i think of you
When I think of you
And all you have done
My heart is full of joy
That it pours out
When I think about where I was
And where I am now
My mouth is full of songs
No man can hold me down
When I think of your love
That liquid love
My eyes are full of tears
A fountain that won’t dry out
When I think of your peace
That garrisons my heart
All my fears fade away
Like a distant memory
Friday 10th April 2020 5:49 am
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