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The river
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's feet,
Are only but able to lie ever so still,
Even as the birds sing ,the river changes everything,
And as the wind blows by,
the tides of the river can only rise so high ,
As the day goes by so does the river and our lives.
© Fadilah JM
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