The river began to fall and flow,

Something I think I’ve seen before,

As water and ground began to sow,

I wondered if there’d ever be more,

The water seemed weightless yet belonging,

Flowing so fast never seeming to stop,

Unknowing it made me feel so longing,

As I road it straight to the top,

So the day it came to a sudden halt,

I began to fall although having fallen,

With my mouth starting to fill with salt,

Feeling like a flower without any pollen,

Now whenever I begin to stand,

I sink deeper into The River’s quicksand…


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