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Sunday, June 11, 2006

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O' silent moon and still of night
Watch over me as I walk in fear
Your helping hand, my hopeless life
Oblivious path for a blinded deer
But where to wander no place is odd
Proceed alone no visual sight
I call to you to guide my way
O' moon shine strong on me this night
Jonathan Butler
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