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Alll Things Flow


 

I went to the river with my father.

He pointed and said, "look at the water.
Notice how it flows,
Like all things flow.
Like the words from my lips, 
                         They drop
                  And drip
After flowing from the ocean in my head."

And we walked down to the riverbed,
And there we stood
      Deep in the wood
           Pondering how things flow and flood.

 

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