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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Flowing river - I became...! 'O' friend! you stood your ground, a rock in the riverbed; sauntered, stuttered, stumbled and stopped for good. I transformed, into waters and became one in one with it, a flowing river, discovered myself, perfectly fit - well knit! I meandered, I ran and I strode over - moved on and on; flowed under, down the falls - continuing in ways shown! Ran down the slopes, cleaving and causing a deep gorge; breaching walls - attempts persistently made to dislodge! Moved on mingling and manoeuvring, just unstoppable, I refused to, when all around me - anxiety was palpable! The Sun quenched it's thirst from me - I just vaporised; and the heavens poured in more, never felt pressurised! The earth and it's offsprings - gulped in greed and tore! as ever, always keeping only their needs alone in fore. Breaking the barriers many a times - making new ways, left it for time to decide, as I went by, in the way it paves! Rode rough and shoddy rides - scarring deeper below, took it in the stride - as it definitely did help me mellow! Whenever, I was cornered or caught - I turned a puddle, I was a breeding ground for many a questionable riddle! I'm that flowing waters and I choose to be one - you see! have none else but me to fend for and to set myself free! There were other buried rocks - often surfaced aground, 'stumbling' - time to skirt around or go over that mound! Some had dug deeper, some rolled along for a short while, brushing all aside, I scattered them - didn't let any to pile! Those that rolled on, turned pebble - chose a different path, stayed on longer to see various shades of seasons' wrath! Rotund, smooth, even glossy as they changed their shape, displaying colour and texture - a beauty that left us agape! Did all roughing-up and knocks make it harder at the core, as it eroded and corroded - taking forms that we all adore? Some cracked and broke with fragments thrown all around, resisting every change, will remain embedded - thus bound! I shall stay course, find or make my own to set myself free, as I'm that flowing river - that will make way to reach my Sea!
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