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sarah may q
Guest
even as the bough breaks from the sheer weight of song so does my heart break with love, so whle my rivers flow to kiss the seas warm eternal breast,so wil my isaland poise their hills against the sun
my heart is proud of this dream and prouder yet my river of the faith that keeps the pace still my island of their hills
my heart is proud of this dream and prouder yet my river of the faith that keeps the pace still my island of their hills