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Time Will Com
Don’t look down on me
Children of my mother
For it was the look of the sun
That turns my skin to black
If I Can
If I can,
I’ll walk with the road of Moses,
Strike the sea to walk on dry land,
Hit stone to get cool clean water.
Gently, gently, you invade
Slowly, slowly, you creep in
Softly, softly, lure us

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