betty
betty lourdes said she had the choice
to choose
where the river goes
a divine rod of sorts
a word to say
amongst the falling leaves
water and wardle
going to see the river man
and how about those plans
about the right to wallow
along the stream
recapturing the summer
she lost in her pain
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