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The River
#WritcoPoemPrompt6
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead, the river strives to be fulfilled, but anxiously waits to be revealed, sit a moment in this river and feel the thrill of its never ending screaming shrill, the rocks and pebbles that once seemed dead now slowly become unbed, this river has life so please think twice before dancing on the rivers edge for this river isn't a moment still.
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead, the river strives to be fulfilled, but anxiously waits to be revealed, sit a moment in this river and feel the thrill of its never ending screaming shrill, the rocks and pebbles that once seemed dead now slowly become unbed, this river has life so please think twice before dancing on the rivers edge for this river isn't a moment still.
