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| In the gentle morning sea We are swimming out from shore, Feeling from all burdens free, Far beyond the traffic's roar. 'Tis refreshing just to soak and to swim without a wall. Every time we take a stroke Thngs on shore turn trite and small. Praise to God that we can be Swimming to our heart's content. In the gentle morning sea We have well our leisure spent. | ||
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