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Let the rivers run,
these eternal veins
of caricatured fortune.
Let their stone skin
fall into place, a road
tumbling forward into
time, every drop a memory
of a past life as a cloud
marching high above.
Let their breathing banks
fade and be reborn
from the living landscape
where fate is as impotent
as a question. Let the forest
sigh and crack under
the summer sun, only to be
caressed and molded
once again come spring.
Yes, let these rivers run,
but do try to keep pace.



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