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Valerie
The desperate eyes pools of water clean. The river of her past I must travel upstream. In a moment of time I am placed in a boat. Oars are my hands I must not float. I set my heart against the flow. Through snares and branches ‘tis her I must know. Round each bend I push my boat. My arms are tired I must never float. Sometimes raging through rapids I go. Then tranquil and calm ‘tis her I must know. The rushing sound a waterfall near. I know this place I have seen this fear. The torrent of water an impassable wall. How did she survive? such a fall. A waterfall I cannot ascend. To shore I row ‘round the next bend. I carry my boat through jungle deep. Up up the mountain steep. I reach the top to see a lake. Still and calm without a wake. There is current here a secret flow. Pulling you back to what is below. I strain my arms and push my boat. Hands blistered and torn I start to float. I know the fall that will come. ‘could she have known what could she have done? I close my eyes and feel the fear. But see the face that brought me here. With longing now I strain my heart. To see the eyes at the start. I push I fight my life is spent. Madness takes me my clothes are rent. I wildly thrash and move my boat. ‘gainst the flow I will not float! I break through the barrier unseen. I am near I rest I dream. Then I see my longing found Where two black pools and love abound.
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