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Last day before Christmas Weaving through the river fog Minds are left traveling Through needs and creeds Oceans of lonely souls ..

Don’t claim to be Godly Holy or full of grace Just a sailor with a rosary in his hand Drunken man’s whiskey on his breath ..

Red lights sprinkle the river White lights paint the shores The sleeping ship is guided Mysteriously through dark tar Not quit..

Falling across curtains of showers The old tall watchtower With eyes of oiled lamps Hauled up circular steps They meet the mid..

When we grow the rivers collide The tides are caressing sands They are taught the sweet love Between the moon and the sea She flies touchin..

Slow dripping long sap Elongated funnel Releasing a single drop Falling and spinning Revolving and hugging Tree barks with a t..

The way we change the way we have grown together in the shadows of cyber in streets called survivor on the lights of southern roads in the h..

For a long time through the years of my loving tears through our universal cribs I feel circles of warmth torn rags in the wind the beards..

The dark skies are crying Across winter homes They wish and pray For a summers day Tied on a long river night The days are..

On the river pearl My heart is adrift Guided to her arms Along white winter shores The ships are Christmas décor Doors..