Songs of Water
willow
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We hung our harps on the willow trees
Still the wind formed hands and plucked out melodies
Our hearts rejoiced as if it were a dream
When the seeds of our tears became a field of wheat
Look what he's done for us
he turned this song-less night into a symphony of praise
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