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In geography

It is very plain to see,

A wedge of rock and soil stands between

The old land they knew,

And the one they’re going to.

Observing this is neither cold or mean.

 

There’s a Red Sea and there’s a river,

They both are to deliver

The walkers, who walk through their lines,

Each saw a crisis hour,

Each represents its power.

That crossing over forever defines.  –eab, 10/99

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