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| Waterfalls come crashing down Up there high above the town. In a jumbled mass of rocks Placed before our human clocks In the distant watercourse There's primeval peace and force! Symbols of God's strength and pow'r, Guiding us through every hour. In the jungle there's a trail, Sometimes guarded with a rail, Mossy boulders to traverse! Touch them to avoid a curse. | ||
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