Pete Rivera

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23 - Poem by Pete Rivera

Lying, lying
Near the pastures
Near the fields
Waters, waters
Crystal clear

Send me, send me
A vision
To restore my soul
To gold

Yeah, I've been walking through a valley
Oh, and I never hoped to show fear
A rod to help me keep on going
Oh, it couldn't possibly end right here

Yeah, I've been walking through a valley
Oh, and I never hoped to show fear
A staff to help me keep on going
I know, it couldn't ever end right here


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 14, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 15, 2011


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