Because my Brook is fluent
I know ’tis dry —
Because my Brook is silent
It is the Sea —
And startled at its rising
I try to flee
To where the Strong assure me
Is “no more Sea” —
Because my Brook is fluent
I know ’tis dry —
Because my Brook is silent
It is the Sea —
And startled at its rising
I try to flee
To where the Strong assure me
Is “no more Sea” —
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