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Meditation

I sat by Denny Creek
And heard it tell its tale
Of white foamy rushing water
Filled with stones and wood
Its roar was a melody sweet
That needed no refrain
The song played on and on
I forgot my face
My name

Meditation

I sat by Denny Creek
And heard it tell its tale
Of white foamy rushing water
Filled with stones and wood
Its roar was a melody sweet
That needed no refrain
The song played on and on
I forgot my face
My name

Freeman Tyler  67, Maple Valley

 
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