| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Hope is a river that flows from these stone walls...A fiddle tune I heard that has no wordsHope is the one thing we have never lostThough we are tired from the old war ~RiverAnd if the river should ever run drySomewhere the rain will still fallWill still fall from the sky.~Rivers RunChapter 19/ Epilogue: Rivers FlowJim was speaking to the newly ad
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