Yesterday's tears build a river, Washing the soul of its pain... Cleansing the heart and mind, Like a gentle sweet spring rain. When you feel you have cried your River And the throat aches from tears shed And the mind is exhausted from feeling Or the heart feels it is now dead... Raise your eyes to the skies and recall How beautiful a full moon can be. See the stars shining gently on us all, And remember how good friends can be. Call that friend you know is there, Waiting to help you escape your pain, The one who does not judge, but listens, So you may one day love again
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