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By Stephen Date: 2002 Sep 07 Comment on this Work [[2002.09.07.01.37.9019]] |
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The mother river flows against itself Both ways; splashing in, washing out Defining ones life worth life The sands and acceptance of others Forgotten amongst the horizon Where sky and blue oceans meet Endless Endless Is life around And there is no nature to describe But only crumbling human hands Fallen to inevitable forces Of wind gurgling salty air And wind casting tiny ripples Into deadly waves And I need no one to experience My reasons for living life Where sky and blue oceans meet Is where my answers lie |