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Canoeing | ||
My canoe is on its way, Swiftly gliding day by day. No loud engine makes a roar As I each new day explore. God provides a current swift, Giving me a constant lift. I may need to stir a bit, But I'll keep the downstream tack, Not attempting to fight back. As I glide beneath the sky I will watch the world go by. | ||
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