The Purple Nile

		Standing at the Purple Nile
		where it meets the Nile of Blue,
		I think of you
		and smile.

		As the headwaters become a stream
		and the stream into a river grows,
		my eyes I close
		to dream.

		The herons rise into the sky
		as destiny approaches near.
		A single tear
		I cry.

		Into a savage world I'm drawn.
		A thousand arms reach out for me
		and suddenly
		I'm gone.

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