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Rated: E · Poetry · Environment · #2085162
We are all flowing through the river of life, never truly ending.
Liquid crystal flowing through solid stone
water flows through the fields a'grown;
Out jumps a fish - for it is very well-known
if you sin, they (with slippery gills) will condone
seeds of doubt that you have sown
and heal sinew, muscle, red blood and bone.
Though the lapped lick from a deer alone
gives the wolf time to strike like a cyclone
pay no heed - for your mind, to worry, it is prone;
Life is like a eternal river that runs to your home;
The Giver o' Life is the Reaper o' death - it's known
that the river does wash away and does atone.
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