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STAND BESIDE THE RIVER,
LISTEN TO THE CADENCE,
THAT THE RIVER MAKES,
THE GURGLING AND SPLASHING,
ALL THE OTHER SOUNDS.
OVER ROCKS AND FALLEN TREES,
THE RYTHUM SELDOM CHANGES,
THE RAPIDS AND THE POOLS,
A MIRROR OF MY LIFE.
THE RIVER FLOWS TO ME,
I CAST MY WORRIES,
INTO YOU,
YOU CARRY THEM AWAY.
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Worry River
Worry River
