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in future. The leave we get is poor enough as it is and this will not serve to make things any better. Heavy punishment is being dealt out to offenders and in some cases it is well deserved. Those who go raising Cain in Cairo can do with all they can get.
Got this song from a friend
Till the sands of the desert grow cold
Till the infinite numbers are told
God gave thou to me and mine thou shalt be
For ever, to have and to hold.
Till the story of judgement is told
Till the mystery of heaven unfold
I'll turn unto love to thee my shrine thou shalt be
Till the sands of the desert grow cold
The hot winds that come to thee
Oer desert sands all blow from thee
I bid them to tell thee that I love thee
Speeding my soul to thee
Hot sands burning, fire my veins with passion bold
Love I love thee, till desert sands grow cold
Love me! I'll love thee
The desert a burning sea
A barrier stands 'tween thee and meAll The love fast as light hasten to thee
Quenching my thirst in the Noon suns finds me, far beyond the caravan
Death there warns me how vain is the strength of man
Love me! I'll love thee.