Come close, come by
my dream will never run dry
even if its wet with mud, blood, or tears
my dream will be in wax seal
Sudan Fairytale is real
Come near , come run
we are under the equatorial sun
and it will melt our pain and sorrows away
and dry our misery and make hunger fray
and then the moon will shine our night
and glisten our future with truth and might
Come here, never fear
a new day will appear
for God is watching, and time is turning
and I pray he is mending
my soul.......
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