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 Fishing for a friend, 
Can't remember when it was dark 
Or the sun coming up. 
Far across the ocean lone, 
While numb bears at home 
Said I could never get there, 
Never get there. 
Breaking little twigs with my feet 
And underneath 
Is a road that's so steep. 
Far across the ocean alone 
While numb bears at home 
Said I could never get there 
But I'm already there.  
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