Written September 25, 2023 For The Contest, “Try a Quincrosticain" Sponsor, Andrea Dietrich
River, are you saddened as you drift along- In this, your journey started centuries ago? Varied tales lay hidden in your rippling song; Embodied, mystic secrets mantle rocks below. Resting- no escape in your never-ending flow.
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