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| ...there's a river running under your feet, under this house, under this street; straight from the heart ~ ancient and sweet, on its way back home...
...even in the middle of the sadness the everyday madness, the ongoing game...
even when you can't find a reason still, there is a reason you don't have to name it...
look up from your life!
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