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The River
The moon shines down upon me
her light illuminates my path
caresses my naked skin
the forest is quiet tonight
as if it is watching waiting for something
there is a river here somewhere
I feel as if I must find it
Or the consequences will be dire
Shhh I hear it, a faint rushing
Coming from the east
Im running now
Closer and closer, louder and louder
Finally past the last stretch
There it is
What beauty what power
The river is huge water swirling, clashing
I fling myself over the edge of the bank
And into the powerful arms
It carries me away
Away from my pain and my fear
I am free, at peace
her light illuminates my path
caresses my naked skin
the forest is quiet tonight
as if it is watching waiting for something
there is a river here somewhere
I feel as if I must find it
Or the consequences will be dire
Shhh I hear it, a faint rushing
Coming from the east
Im running now
Closer and closer, louder and louder
Finally past the last stretch
There it is
What beauty what power
The river is huge water swirling, clashing
I fling myself over the edge of the bank
And into the powerful arms
It carries me away
Away from my pain and my fear
I am free, at peace
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