Amen
the great river meandering its lazy banks moves its fertility trough eons to keep you guessing its abundance.
The great river is whimsical with its torrents and torment to swallow in an instant your dreams of rich.
but you persevere from nursery to nursing home as in the between is a gift not to be questioned but lived to the fullest for a fool to play the game.
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