She My River
Hands entwined down the river of life we will glide, hand in hand singing sweet hallelujahs in the promise land. To be home from Babylon from places of tears having to feel we didn't belong so many years. It is more then a thrill peace in the garden these two hearts beating still. I may never know why it took a trail of tears to carry us here. Our glory road. The dreams of our hearts home.
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