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Lyrics. Of Love.

Trouble has beset my ways, and wicked winds have blown 
Sirens call my name, they say they’ll ease my pain, then break me on the stones
But true love is the burden that will carry me back home 
Carry me with the memories of the beauty I have known

Josh Garrels, “Ulysses”

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