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It was night, the dark river flowed on

As it had for countless ages

There I wondered if the same droplet of water

had drifted past

in the same space as any time before

or could this be the first time and the last time

It would endure the flowing tide,

and Hitch a ride
in the greater flow.

I guess I will never know!

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Flow of the tide
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