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me? riverrun past Eve and Adams's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Enviorns.
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A way a lone last a loved a long the
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trakie the river is a cool song by garth brooks. it really applies to life. 991128
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amy drop me in the water
into the blue again
into the silent water
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amy i wish i had one. 001128
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god River
It's comin' on Christmas
Their cuttin' down trees
Their puttin' up reindeer
And singin' song of joy and peace
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on.

It don't snow here
It stays pretty green
I'm gonna make a lot of money
And then I'm gonna quit this crazy scene
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on.

I wish I had a river so long
I could teach my feet to fly
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on.
I made my baby cry.

He tried so hard to help me, you know
He put me at ease
And he loved me so, Lord
He made me weak in the knees
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on.

I'm so hard to handle
I'm selfish and I'm sad
Now I've gone and lost the best baby
That I ever had
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on.

I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on.
I made my baby say goodbye.

It's comin' on Christmas
Their cuttin' down trees
Their puttin' up reindeer
And singin' songs of joy and peace
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on.

Skate away on.

-joni mitchell
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god they're, not their 001128
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god not ike turner rollin' 010206
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god brugmansia instead 011222
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bethany cry a river
build a bridge
get over it

but how do you build a bridge?
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brent speaking from the crown of the sun on the lion's head
looks like the king is back from the dead
i see his fruit hanging from the trees
spring is here, fall to your knees


in summer we meet under the leaves
and drink cold warm-colored ade
our garments hide the balls of light, our bodies
we're growing from the branches of our dreams


I slept under a blanket covered with stars
more blue than black, but underneath
the flashlight language of your words
the whisper of a wind on a faraway mountain


come by the river, and bring your bag of God
we'll pour It out and see what sinks and what rises
we'll scoop out sludge from the hollow books
and walk through the doors along the bank


each peak in the crown a verse and an island
each room appears like an animal leaping into the light
we leap with the words to the next new place
spring, summer, night, the river and we two friends.
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pansy wind of anger
river of tears

what if itís only my sick imagination
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oldephebe there's some really fine writing on this page 040130
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silly I went to second base at a river. good times. :) 040625
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o_caritas a river winds
slow
to dry
earth
somehow, my hands
choked
what i didn't know
was there
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pete your old haunt, the memory of your touch 040912
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mourninglight find me in the river...

but its run dry
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badjonni
the gondelier thrusts his pole in steady rhythm
quietly along the dark waterway

the sun glistens on the turbid surface
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He who can not write well arteries of the country, caked in cholesteral levees and locks. the river is where I want to be. Ancient yet always changing, devouring humanity and serving us too. its like an old friend who will do anything to help you out, but if you fuck around he'll smack you upside your face. 060619
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rage ill cry into the river until it swallows me whole
then everything will sound like space
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me sounds like robots on the bridge at sunset
lost my sandal in the creek but i got it back
orange salamanders with black eyes
you liked it but you went to Indiana
I think I still have that necklace
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