I knelt at the river sifting.
Mud, water, rock.
Mud, water, rock.
Mud, water,....
It caught my eye
Woke me from my open-eyed dream.
The glint was possibly just the sun,
Winking from kissing the cold water’s reflection.
I hold my breath give a soft shake to see.
Wink!
It was never love
It was just gold plated, a compound lie, a trick, toilet...
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