WARM WINTER

“Some sail rivers deep and muddy some sail rivers clear and cold
But the river that I’m sailin’ goes to sea
And sometimes I do grow weary sometimes I feel old
And sometimes I wonder if you think of me.”

—-Hoyt Axton, Lion In The Winter

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