.: The River :.

So drops a shining tear. The colors of the sun it wears. It falls into the blue abyss. The sunlight and the water kiss.

So runs the path away. Like to a stream of white and grey. It follows deftly to the sea. It’s currents rage aside of me.

So beats another rain. In slanting sheets against the grain. The river’s swollen over height. Glimmering in the red sunlight.

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Title and Description by: Me.

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This is not a picture of a river. This is a picture of a street with lamplight on it. Confusing, right?

Done