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EASTER

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EASTER

Mary was a lover. Running to the tomb,
She was missing Him,
Never expecting
In her wildest dreams
To see him there
Alive.

So be a lover.
Run.
Run,
Missing your Beloved.
Run,
Always expecting
In your wildest imagination
To see the Beloved there
Alive.


The other day will come
Too soon.
So run.


And so I run, my Love,
To rise with you
Each and every day.



I run, my Love,
To live with you
Each and every day

I run, my Love,
To love with you
Each and every day.

Yes,
The other day will come
Too soon.
So I run, my Love.