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“My love has gone across the sea To find a country far and fair He sailed into the gilded west And lo, my heart will never rest Until my love returns to me Or I set out to find him there. Come home, come home! I sing to thee My love, come home and rest thy head I'll watch for you the winter long And sing for you a summer song And if you can't return to me Then I will sail to you instead Through tow'ring wave and shriek of gale I'll aim my vessel ever west And steer it by the cord that bound My heart to yours, until you're found And should you find my body pale And wrecked upon the loamy shale Rejoice, my love, and call me blessed! In death, my love, I loved you best”

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Book:The Monster in the Hollows
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The Monster in the Hollows

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Andrew Peterson

Andrew Peterson, born on June 4, 1974, is an accomplished singer-songwriter from the United States. His musical style blends folk, rock, and gospel elements, winning him a dedicated fan base. Known for his emotive voice and poignant lyrics, Peterson's work often delves into themes of life, faith, and the beauty of nature. more

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