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A River Flows Through

A river flows through this fold of life, sometimes too turbulent, occasionally too still even for older established streams with sluggish circulation currency nearly to our shore of oceanic sea's streaming into one surfing surface tidal stream Sanguine river of sublime rivers flowing and surfing out and up and back and forth surging and slugging stressing and struggling with undertow need to flow back home again, to when this river's story began to flow through this unfolding life Sometimes too turbulent, occasionally too still.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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