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Shifting Courses
The riverside was my home
and I went there every morning,
a secure feeling along the banks
so for more, I kept yearning.
Alas! It changed its course,
with it went the rocks and twigs,
my home was left just a house,
What now do I do with your gifts?
and I went there every morning,
a secure feeling along the banks
so for more, I kept yearning.
Alas! It changed its course,
with it went the rocks and twigs,
my home was left just a house,
What now do I do with your gifts?
Published 29th Nov 2024
Author's Note
Finding commonality between an unpredictable river that changed its course, and a lover who changed their mind.
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