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• Whispers on the Wind

  When it seems like the night will last forever, And there's nothing left to do but count the years, When the strings of my heart begin to sever, And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears, I will walk alone, by the black muddy river, And dream... Posted May 07 2008, 08:56 AM by Epic Riding. Epic Writing. Filed under: races, colorado river, KTR